Written on Thursday
The snails are out again tonight after the torrential rain we had here this afternoon.
Had a really good day in Liverpool yesterday, it was so nice to be out of the office and to have no one to consider but myself. I took Clay to read on the train and read most of it. I enjoyed it. It covers some big concepts; good and evil, life and death, creation both artistic and godly. It is about adolescence, the no mans land between childhood and adulthood, and lost innocence. It is also about the Catholic Church. It covers the Golem fable, because a clay being is made and brought to life. It is a strange and mysterious tale, I would like to know what the children who read it think about it.
The book fitted in well with the photography exhibition I saw at OpenEye Gallery and the Henry Moore exhibition at Tate Liverpool. The photography was by Hellen van Meene, who photographs adolescence and captures their innocence. The photographs are difficult to put in any genre as they are not formal portraits or documentary photographs. She works with the models, ordinary people not professional models, setting the scene and sometimes providing the clothes that they wear. After the gallery talk and learning more about the images I was left wondering what was real and what was fiction, similar to my feelings when I finished Clay.
The Henry Moore sculptures at the Tate, were lovely, I really like his work. They are very much about creation and dialogue. I so wanted to run my hand over them, but that was not allowed. Although most were made of bronze or marble I could connect them to the clay used in the book to create the golem creature.
It has all given me a lot to think about. I have also found a couple of other books which use the Golem fable; The Amazing adventures of Kavalir and Clay by Michael Chabon and He She and It (Body of Glass) by Marge Piercy. Why do I have this interest in The Golem? Something for me to think about.
The snails are out again tonight after the torrential rain we had here this afternoon.
Had a really good day in Liverpool yesterday, it was so nice to be out of the office and to have no one to consider but myself. I took Clay to read on the train and read most of it. I enjoyed it. It covers some big concepts; good and evil, life and death, creation both artistic and godly. It is about adolescence, the no mans land between childhood and adulthood, and lost innocence. It is also about the Catholic Church. It covers the Golem fable, because a clay being is made and brought to life. It is a strange and mysterious tale, I would like to know what the children who read it think about it.
The book fitted in well with the photography exhibition I saw at OpenEye Gallery and the Henry Moore exhibition at Tate Liverpool. The photography was by Hellen van Meene, who photographs adolescence and captures their innocence. The photographs are difficult to put in any genre as they are not formal portraits or documentary photographs. She works with the models, ordinary people not professional models, setting the scene and sometimes providing the clothes that they wear. After the gallery talk and learning more about the images I was left wondering what was real and what was fiction, similar to my feelings when I finished Clay.
The Henry Moore sculptures at the Tate, were lovely, I really like his work. They are very much about creation and dialogue. I so wanted to run my hand over them, but that was not allowed. Although most were made of bronze or marble I could connect them to the clay used in the book to create the golem creature.
It has all given me a lot to think about. I have also found a couple of other books which use the Golem fable; The Amazing adventures of Kavalir and Clay by Michael Chabon and He She and It (Body of Glass) by Marge Piercy. Why do I have this interest in The Golem? Something for me to think about.
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