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Tangled up in time

Last month, during a one week trip to London, I spent around three hours happily immersed in several multi-screen presentations of Isaac Julien’s films at the ‘What Freedom Means To Me’ exhibition at Tate Britain.

The film that made the biggest impression on me was  ‘Lina Bo Bardi – A Marvellous Entanglement’ from 2019, based around the life of the Italian-Brazilian modernist architect who died in 1992 aged 78. If you want to know what dancing about architecture looks like, you should watch this!

Bo Bardi is played by two actresses, movingly contrasting her as a young and older woman. The older self is played by Brazilian stage, television and film actress Fernanda Montenegro who, at the end of the film, recites lines from Bo Bardi’s correspondence in the form of a poem: “Linear time is a western invention. Time is not linear, it is a marvellous entanglement, where at any moment, points can be chosen and solutions invented, without beginning or end.”

Angela Rodel and Georgi Gospodinov

These words resonated with me and I think subconsciously prompted me to purchase a copy of Time Shelter  (Времеубежище)  by Georgi Gospodinov which was on prominent display in Foyles Bookshop as the winner of this year’s International Booker Prize . The novel was translated from Bulgarian by  Angela Rodel and is Gospodinov’s third novel to be published in English.

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WE CAN REMEMBER IT FOR YOU WHOLESALE a short story by Philip K Dick (1966)

philip-dickWhat’s too painful to remember, we simply choose to forget.

So goes the song anyway.

Real life can be more complicated.

Sometimes we embellish rather than eliminate a bad memory and sometimes we add some details to something good we’ve experienced.

The mind can play tricks too. There are those deja vu moments or things we’re sure we have or haven’t done which turn out to be false.

From the moment we are born our brain cells are slowly dying so if we reach the end of our lives with all our mental faculties intact, we should count ourselves fortunate. Continue reading

JULIAN BARNES: THE END IS NIGH

THE SENSE OF A ENDING by Julian Barnes (Vintage Books, 2012)

This is a novel about memory and the need we all have to create personal narratives that show us in the best light.

Aside from eliminating bad memories, the brain can play tricks on us by blanking out or reconstructing embarrassing or painful things from the past we’d prefer to forget.

This is the fictional fate of Tony Webster, whose life we follow from the idealistic arrogance of his youth to the resigned acceptance of a relatively uneventful life upon entering what sociologists and Saga travel company would call the ‘third age’.

In these twilight years , as a lonely, retired and divorced citizen, Tony  comes to the realisation that he is not, after all, in control of his destiny and forced to concede: “we muddle along, we let things happen to us”. Continue reading

THE HUMAN DICTIONARY

I was in a bookshop last week – heading for the all too small section of English books.

I know I should read more in Italian but I can’t shake the feeling that I’d be doing this just to improve my language skills rather than for pleasure.
I met a friend there browsing in Travel – she was going to Berne in Switzerland the next day and was genning up on places she could visit. She’s Italian but prefers to speak English which is fine with me.

On saying farewell, buon viaggio etc,  I was stopped by a man who was loitering in the reference section.  He said he couldn’t help overhearing me talking in English and asked if I was a native speaker. I confessed to this charge. He was a Turkish asylum seeker and my immediate thought was that he wanted money but instead he wanted to know a word that he had been searching for.

He said that he remembered the definition but not the actual word. The definition was that it is the imprint in water that a boat leaves behind when going out to sea. I thought of trail or afterflow but this wasn’t it. He said he thought the first two letters were ‘A’ and ‘B’

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