"All lovers of art to be tolerant to new ideas and not to condemn without understanding". (Ethel Spowers)

globalacts:

Rosalie Gascoigne, artist from New Zealand who uses rubbish she finds to make art, ie. fancy recycling. 

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“They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

“They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.” 
― F. Scott FitzgeraldThis Side of Paradise

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ksjanes:

When not deeply engaged in creative activities, or numbed out by the TV, I felt empty. My heart hurt. I often felt hollow or as if I were some sort of wispy ghost, barely existing.

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lumpy-pudding:

Jacques Prévert: I Am as I Am

I am as I am
I’m made that way
When I feel like laughing
I burst right out
I love the one who loves me
Is it my fault especially
If it’s not the same one
I love each time

(Translation Lawrence Ferlinghetti)

Photo: Jacques Prévert and Jacqueline Laurent, Paris 1937 - by Wols

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And I will wander here at night
As an unlamented shade,
While, like blossoming lilac,
The rays of starlight play.
Anna Akhmatova, 1920s (translated by Judith Hemschemeyer)
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Jack

Phryne is phabulous. She is a star. Without her everything is ordinary and we might want not to enter her fictional 1920s world which combines Phryne’s high glamour with sordid happenings.   Anchoring her fabulosity is a supporting cast who might not play fabulous characters but who provide the warm fuzziness and emotional heft of the series.  It is easy to see the appeal of Dot, Hugh, Doc Mac, Jane, Bert, Cec, Mr Butler…maybe even Aunt P!

And then there is Jack. Apart from the obvious (fanning herself), why is the Phryne-Jack romance so rivetting?  Is it because we are primed to be drawn to such pairings in detective dramas: Tommy & Tuppence, Nick & Nora, Maddie & David, Castle & Beckett and so on? Perhaps. But none of these women are Phryne.  And certainly not unapologetically promiscuous Phryne*. And that is perhaps why we are riveted to the Phryne and Jack pairing. Because Phryne is different, Jack is required to be different too.  And in the series he is simultaneously stoic everyman with a notebook and a pedantic attention to detail, the laid back supportive guy who appears unfazed by Phryne’s solving of all his cases and her manising (though perhaps a little put out if it is a bit more serious like the Lin episodes), that guy who has a nice line in sly humour and irony AND the romantic hero of a pulp paperback with that one artfully dishevelled curl and steamy glance capable of providing more than one transcendent romantic moment. It is a lot for one character to combine and stay believable and somehow MFMM manages this.  It is a wholly believable departure from the books while maintaining some of the character traits from the book.  So hooray for Jack and may there be more Jacks in the world.

*Is it just me or did the male candy quotient drastically decrease in S2?! I mean come on if Phryne has to maintain her ways, at least stock the episodes with some decent lads!

Lin

I am not the most ardent reader of detective fiction so I can’t claim to have read all of Kerry Greenwood’s books. Neither is she an author I have taken to, though based on the series I am sure the loss is mine.  But the series biggest failure is - paradoxically given my liking for Jack - not bringing to life a major theme in the books I have read i.e. Lin. And by this I do not mean Lin himself but what Lin stands for (though idk I would be happy if TV Lin was around and looked like Tony Leung!)

There is no requirement that a TV series have diversity. But what makes MFMM an aberration is that the series of books it draws from consciously creates a diverse world. And it makes a point of this because the books are set it in a decade where there would be no questions asked if they dealt entirely with one social group.  The TV series, for lack of a better word, has whitewashed this world. By making Jack the romantic interest, the makers of the series chose to sacrifice Lin. But with that they have also removed an entire world that populates the books. Lin is the romantic interest in the books yes, but with him Ms Greenwood in fact creates a large “Phryne family” that includes not just her wards like Jane and Ruth but also Lin’s wife and his entourage and through that a slice of the Chinese-Australian experience.  In Phryne’s house both worlds meet harmoniously. By doing this it provides the reader with a richer world to engage with.  It’s such a pity that MFMM hasn’t been able to do this via ANY character, say Jane or another ward for e.g. I still think of this as the biggest failing of the series. And it’s a little sad that even in 2012 we seem to be unable to create this world - which is so vivid in the books - on television, particularly since historical dramas in Australia usually deal with two groups alone (the other -rightfully-being aboriginal Australians). It’s a wasted opportunity.

And of course there is that episode in S2 which is so very ill-judged and hard to explain (wonder what the Americans will make of it), Framed for Murder. If you had to show that black guy who works in the movies and Phryne has the hots for, couldn’t it have been Nerine’s sexy as brother who could you know sing AND mouth a piece of dialogue?! Especially since it may be that book Nerine was busty and blonde…

I like MFMM a lot but I really wish they had brought in the Lin factor one way or the other. It’s kind of the biggest failing of the series…..

I was tagged by lovely Eirienne and wah-pah - fellow Miss Fisher fans from way back - but didn’t realise I had to list my books!

Rules: In a text post, list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag ten friends, including me, so I’ll see your list. Make sure you let your friends know you’ve tagged them.

And here they are, quick as, no thinking:

A Room with a View, EM Forster.

The Joke, Milan Kundera.

The Makioka Sisters, Junichiro Tanizaki.

Schoolgirl, Osamu Dazai.

All the William books, Richmal Crompton.

My Brilliant Career, Miles Franklin

The Blue Flower, Penelope Fitzgerald.

Eucalyptus, Murray Bail. 

Homage to Catalonia, George Orwell.

Love in a Fallen City, Eileen Chang

Anyone reading this who wants to list their books is tagged!

I’m full of restlessness. Not lonely, exactly - my head is racing with ideas. But it is that old treacherous feeling that real life is happening somewhere else, and I’m left out.
Monkey Grip by Helen Garner (via andibgoode)
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anaarkali:

"It was early summer. And everything, as it always does, began to heave and change."

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