tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727233.post6269520324804100137..comments2023-10-17T05:09:09.069-05:00Comments on <center>Lanny on Learning</center>: Maladies and MalaiseLanny Arvanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05597426421997599777noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727233.post-25038799119948271272010-02-25T05:48:53.542-06:002010-02-25T05:48:53.542-06:00Alan - thanks for the comments.
I wish I could w...Alan - thanks for the comments. <br /><br />I wish I could write that way on occasion - writing as painting. After our group has concluded I'm going to experiment with some pieces that attempt to do that. The part of Joyce that I'm admiring here so much is the economy and efficacy in his descriptions. <br /><br />And maybe I should rename what you took not of the (let it) slide bar. Obviously it hasn't been tended to for some time. It is interesting to know you where the author of LTA host. The world is kind of small. One of the things the motley read is showing.Lanny Arvanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05597426421997599777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727233.post-43883660997753135192010-02-25T02:29:06.142-06:002010-02-25T02:29:06.142-06:00Joyce did paint very much the souls of these two c...Joyce did paint very much the souls of these two characters before they even spoke- just be the way he described their walking pattern and gestures. <br /><br />On an unrelated note, I am chucking to see on your sidebar the old LTA links I built for Steve Gilbert's crowd when I was at Maricopa- they have killed the server and the links are bad, but I enjoyed seeing the moldy oldies.Alanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02980801837743251948noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727233.post-78269463795365193132010-02-23T11:34:49.756-06:002010-02-23T11:34:49.756-06:00I struggled a little with the photograph on the po...I struggled a little with the photograph on the postcard. Then I started to use it as a bookmark, not the intent I know, but that way I'd look at it on occasion in case a thought did occur to me. <br /><br />I'm quite visual in my thinking. It's just that the stimulus is usually not photos. I don't have that ready list of metaphors that you talk about.Lanny Arvanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05597426421997599777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727233.post-20683964989389485652010-02-23T07:19:08.177-06:002010-02-23T07:19:08.177-06:00Thanks for this thoughtful, thought-provoking post...Thanks for this thoughtful, thought-provoking post. "Two Gallants" strikes me as a hard, cold story--a painting drawn with words, as you say so beautifully-- in which nothing shifts, nothing <i>will</i> shift. The final sentence of the first paragraph launches this sense of repeated movement going nowhere: "Like illumined pearls the lamps shone from the summits of their tall poles upon the living texture below which, changing shape and hue unceasingly, sent up into the warm grey evening air an unchanging unceasing murmur." Not a pretty picture of what goes on just beneath the surface of Dublin.<br /><br />I'm interested in what you say about not seeing ideas through photographs--you must have struggled with that postcard I sent you! Perhaps that I majored in art history and take so many photographs makes me particularly inclined to read metaphor in the visual. Perhaps because I work in storytelling I see story everywhere. You say you do not but your posts have this wonderful way of meandering from image to image, so perhaps you are more visually inclined than you think.<br /><br />I'm enjoying your take on these stories and seeing how you weave them into what you are experiencing. You are enriching my reading indeed!Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03276770410690953730noreply@blogger.com