
This is an attempt at the shattered chandelier in Circe.
I decided not to put the ashplant in. I took a photo of the Chandelier in the
stairway of the Joyce Center in Dublin, and this is the resulting drawing.
I need to really get going, Really really, on the books.
So far I'm very much limping along.Still. Had a talk with friend Gretchen last night which gave me some momentum. Very helpful.
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I found the section in Cyclops where Bloom declares that "Love is what life is all about, and the Citizen (i think) retorts that "Love loves to love love. Nurse so-and-so loves- (someone), Mr' Vermuscle (?) with the ear trumpet loves Mrs Vermuscle with the turned-in eye. I really want to draw them. Esp. turned-in eye and Ear trumpet, etc...
This made me laugh out loud. Joyce can be so funny.
So my altered book will be based on the Citizen's mocking statement: "Love loves to love love." Why, yes it does, and thank goodness for that.
The relationship between Leopold and Molly, and my own playing around with the idea of relationship in a marriage.
I read an interesting article about Molly Bloom several nights ago,
"Molly Bloom: Acting Natural," found in Project Muse.
Freed me from the guilt of liking Molly a lot and not feeling that Joyce used the character as a ventriloquist's dummy to enforce the idea of Woman as Nature, incapable of following grammatical forms, etc, and therefore bad. A new area of feminist critical theory was identified in the article, Will try to post later, but in spite of feminist qualms, I love the Penelope chapter.
I find new stuff in that chapter everyday. It has 8 "hearts" in it. I was thinking somehow Joyce might have crafted a "heart" in each of the 8 sentences. But sentence 5, the short (hah) sentence has no heart.
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