This is an essay about the uneasiness inherent in culture. It is about sex and death. It is about art. It is about iconoclasm. It is about Ruskin. It is about Venice. It is about places and their modulation in memory: the marble quarry on Iona, the battlefield of Culloden, Freud’s study, astrological murals in Padua, Iceland, Japan. It touches on thinkers, both verbal and visual. It is about the nature of space and time. It is about things seen. It is about a fluctuation from nothing. It is about the paintings of Turner and Claude. It is about libraries burned out and remade. It is about translations. It is about empire. It is about Courbet’s L’Origine du monde. It is about denial. It is about the dust of the rose petal. It is about the absorption of light. It is about Eros and Kali. It is about museums and echoes.
‘Lyrical, probing, wide-ranging, fruitfully combining the academic with the personal and creative—this fascinating essay is much more than an investigation of Ruskin’s complex poetics. Leading the reader into an unexpected journey across countries , juxtaposing works of art and artistic visions, and threading together apparently unrelated details and reflections, it eventually incorporates Ruskin’s ethical lesson by providing a final, riveting vision of creative unity.’
– Carla Sassi
This is an essay about the uneasiness inherent in culture. It is about sex and death. It is about art. It is about iconoclasm. It is about Ruskin. It is about Venice. It is about places and their modulation in memory: the marble quarry on Iona, the battlefield of Culloden, Freud’s study, astrological murals in Padua, Iceland, Japan. It touches on thinkers, both verbal and visual. It is about the nature of space and time. It is about things seen. It is about a fluctuation from nothing. It is about the paintings of Turner and Claude. It is about libraries burned out and remade. It is about translations. It is about empire. It is about Courbet’s L’Origine du monde. It is about denial. It is about the dust of the rose petal. It is about the absorption of light. It is about Eros and Kali. It is about museums and echoes.
‘Lyrical, probing, wide-ranging, fruitfully combining the academic with the personal and creative—this fascinating essay is much more than an investigation of Ruskin’s complex poetics. Leading the reader into an unexpected journey across countries , juxtaposing works of art and artistic visions, and threading together apparently unrelated details and reflections, it eventually incorporates Ruskin’s ethical lesson by providing a final, riveting vision of creative unity.’
– Carla Sassi