This speaks to me on a deeply personal level.
Did the Google Doodle in honor of Tolstoy’s 186th birthday look familiar? That might be because the artist, Roman Muradov, also did our Dubliners Centennial edition! Here’s what he had to say about Tolstoy and Joyce:
I hardly need to say that making a tribute to Leo Tolstoy was a daunting task. No set of images can sum up a body of work so astonishing in scope, complexity, and vigor—its memorable scenes come to life with seeming effortlessness, fully realized in the immortal lines and between them. Tolstoy’s lasting influence is a testament to the power of his art, which will remain relevant as long as the questions of life and death occupy our minds, which is to say – forever.
Recently I designed and illustrated the Centennial Edition of James Joyce’s Dubliners for Penguin Classics, which was a similarly challenging assignment. I felt that the only way to do justice to a book like Dubliners was to imitate some of the author’s literary techniques in visual form. I froze the crowd on the cover between movement and paralysis, played with less obvious links between the stories, in short tried to evoke the atmosphere of the stories without giving away too much of the narrative or details.
Love by Lauren Slater - The amazing psychology of love
True Love by Haruki Murakami - On Seeing the 100% Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morning
This is Emo by Chuck Klosterman - Did Hollywood kill ture love?
Crazy Love by Steven Pinker - Does falling in love make us lose our minds?
Liking Is for Cowards by Jonathan Franzen - Is out love of likes destorying our ability to love?
His sentences can be awful, his plots are formulaic—yet his novels mesmerize.
Dudes, this is very silly article. You can’t write 2000 words about Murakami’s sentence structure without mentioning that, oh, you know, the book is translated from Japanese. The article even misleadingly states, in the first sentence of the second paragraph, that “Murakami… learned to speak English by reading American crime novels” as if he’d written the novel in English.
Tsk tsk, Atlantic!
It’s hard to believe I just celebrated my 4th anniversary in New York.
This was an incredibly packed year; but unlike my first, second, and third years here, I feel like most of my adventuring was done outside of the city. I traveled to Las Vegas, Seattle, Washington DC, Austin, New Orleans (twice), Dallas (twice), Houston (twice), Scotland, and Ireland.
But despite all of this, the year was still filled with quintessentially New York things: film festivals, edgy theatre, a 600 person game of musical chairs in Bryant Park, a massive Faberge Easter egg hunt through all 5 boroughs, birthday brunches, book club meetings, being a tourist for a day with my visiting family, an annual Halloween trip to Sleepy Hollow, secret shopping, lingering winter, and another successful Orphan Thanksgiving at my apartment.
I don’t know how much longer I’ll be in this city, but I’m not going to waste any time experiencing it this year.