September Salons update August 2014

Register now for September Salons– spaces available in Absalom, Absalom! and in the afternoon study of Proust’s The Way by Swann’s — evening study is FULL…

Absalom, Absalom!  is said to be Faulkner’s most difficult but most brilliant work. Absalom presents the story of Thomas Sutpen, an enigmatic stranger who came to Jefferson in the early 1830s to wrest his mansion out of the muddy bottoms of the north Mississippi wilderness. He was a man, Faulkner said, “who wanted sons and the sons destroyed him.”  

STARTING IN SEPTEMBER
In Search of Lost Time Vol. I The Way by Swann’s by Marcel Proust 8 weeks £120 meeting times offered: Tuesday afternoons, Wednesday evenings (starting week of Sept. 8th)
Wednesday evenings are full– email the Salon if you would like to be added to the wait list (a second session maybe proposed if there is enough interest

Absalom, Absalom! by William Faulkner 4 week study Monday afternoons or evenings, £65 More details below….

STARTING IN OCTOBER
The Alexandria Quartet by Lawrence Durrell (Monday evenings) Details posted early September
4 week study of Virginia Woolf’s The Waves
Details posted early September

Starting in January: 20 week study of James Joyce’s Ulysses

Proust, Faulkner, Joyce: the names may be weighty, but once in the work, the beauty of the language and the provocation of ideas and deeper contemplation buoys us up. I hope you can join us for these dynamic studies.


Any given moment–no matter how casual, how ordinary–is poised, full of gaping life…
–Anne Michaels, Fugitive Pieces

More thoughts on Absalom, Absalom!
The multiple voices and perspectives each clamor to have their story told, to get to the heart of how they understood the fecund and exhausted world and their role in it. Faulkner orchestrates shifting sympathies and the reader is struck with how deeply immersed we become with the characters and the unfolding mystery at the heart of the work.  Racism and its imbedded structure in Southern history at first seem to be the background against which the drama of the story is played out; but ultimately slavery and its de-humanization of all involved becomes the project of the book to explore—although from an unusual and intimate angle. This book will offer the Salon much to discuss in its gorgeous language and complex subjects: racial identification, pride, identity, impact of history on family, the drive of revenge, the struggle to claim selfhood in a broken world…

Salon Details:

Meet for four weeks Monday nights 8-10 PM

Cost is £65 –this includes all resources, background material and extensive notes. To register, please use the Paypal button found on the event sitecontact The Salon if you have any questions…

August Reflections: ‘An exquisite, ingenious and limpid jelly…’

Miglos- Ariege, France
August 18, 2014
‘An exquisite, ingenious and limpid jelly…’

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Shifts in daily rhythms are the gift of holidays—moving out of the gears of habit, we may glimpse our lives anew or from a fresh angle. Cooking in a unfamiliar kitchen or sleeping in strange rooms, immersed in horizons shaped by unknown rocks and newly-met peaks moves the mind to stand back and reawaken wonder. The current vogue of mindfulness seems more accessible in unshaped days of hiking, swimming and eating when hungry not when the schedule demands. All of these refreshed modes are fattened by reading Proust. A single sentence must be inhabited for open moments—starting, for example, by locating in language the precise nature of how human and domestic smells in an inhabited room converge with memory, the reader must develop an elasticity of attention to glide along the paths of meaning:

These were the sort of provincial rooms which—just as in certain countries entire tracts of air or ocean are illuminated or perfumed by myriad protozoa that we cannot see—enchant us with the thousand smells emanating from the virtues, wisdom, habits, a whole secret, invisible, superabundant and moral life which the atmosphere holds in suspense; smells still natural, certainly, and the colour of the weather like those of the neighboring countryside, but already homey, human and enclosed, an exquisite, ingenious and limpid jelly of all the fruits of the year that have left the orchard for the cupboard…
The Way by Swann’s, p. 52

And that is only half of it.
My daughter asks me why I work when we are on holiday—and I realize that first I must get her to understand that reading and thinking about literature and language is not work but a way of life (I know—I didn’t actually explain this to her but put aside my notes and went to play Ping-Pong). To truly understand what we are and how we come to be creatures of self-knowledge and compassion, art forms that query and capture the life of the mind must have the room (both time and place) to be held in wonder. And to this reflection a gathering of lively minds may bring to light ‘a whole secret, invisible, superabundant and moral life which the atmosphere holds in suspense…’.

I am relishing the delicious luxury of allowing my thoughts to meander in the heavy afternoon sun of the Pyrenees.

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