Thanks for that Jared, I recently found a thin book I must have bought some time ago and forgotten about, Hermann Hesse's The Prodigy. On the back cover is written this: "This novel is Hermann Hesse's indictment of conventional education. It is the story of a brilliant young boy whose spirit is systematically broken by his parents and his teachers...." Dedalus, the fictionally autobiographical Joyce, refuses to be systematically broken, beaten into shape, tamed and quelled. The story is a very common one these last 150 years, and it's interesting to track the presence of fathers--or the absence of a father, in the tale, fathers traditionally as transmitters of cultural mores and customs. In short, it helps certain natures if the father is either completely absent or foundering, which removes or weakens the compulsion towards uprightness and normalcy. If the father remains a presence in the young seekers life some sort of radical break is usually required. Van Gogh never could escape, while Joyce, his father sliding out of the solid middle class as we see in Ulysses, has an easier time rejecting all the values his father would burden him with. Anyway, leaving those conventional values behind, values largely underpinning the entire globe these days, a globe that seems on fire according to the daily news, is not easy. However, a great many have and have left a record of their struggles and triumphs behind for us. That, in the end, is the aim of the Cafe: to keep the dream alive so to speak. To let seekers know that others have gone before them, and that there is sense and order in it all if only we have the eyes and the hearts to see it. If only we have the courage to leave old ways of thinking and believing behind. Jeff
Just read Richard Ellmann's incisive little book "Ulysses on the Liffey" (if you can find it). Uses Joyce's own outlines to uncover his ethical/spiritual concerns in each chapter. "Nature and Art mirror each other."
“The painting of Gustave Moreau is the painting of ideas. The deepest poetry of Shelley, the words of Hamlet bring our minds into contact with the eternal wisdom, Plato’s world of ideas. All the rest is the speculation of schoolboys for schoolboys. ... -Which of the two, Stephen asked, would have banished me from his commonwealth? Unsheathe your dagger definitions. Horseness is the whatness of allhorse. Streams of tendency and eons they worship. God: noise in the street: very peripatetic. Space: what you damn well have to see. Through spaces smaller than red globules of man’s blood they creepycrawl after Blake’s buttocks into eternity of which this vegetable world is but a shadow. Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.”
I have alwayd heard "Gare-tha". You might do a video on Wilder's "Skin Of Our Teeth". Based on The Wake. Ketamine has the dissociate effect of a great writer and Buddhist meditation. Re-edit your videos where you misidentify Bloomsday as June 6. Art is now replaced by gossip and mass produced junk. The "horror" of this world is killing many.
@19:53 "between he and Mulligan " Should be "between him and Mulligan". You need to get out more and mingle with people who know how to speak. Rimbaud ( who gave up writing poetry at 21 to become a coffee and gun trader ) saw no digrace in becoming an ex-poet. In the search for LIfe, all paths have an equivalent value. "I became a gentleman farmer so that my son could become a poet. " ' John Adams
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Thank you so much for these summaries! I hope you continue them....
If Dedalus day is for the few, for that same few your channel is of great importance. Thanks as always...
Thanks for that Jared,
I recently found a thin book I must have bought some time ago and forgotten about, Hermann Hesse's The Prodigy. On the back cover is written this: "This novel is Hermann Hesse's indictment of conventional education. It is the story of a brilliant young boy whose spirit is systematically broken by his parents and his teachers...."
Dedalus, the fictionally autobiographical Joyce, refuses to be systematically broken, beaten into shape, tamed and quelled. The story is a very common one these last 150 years, and it's interesting to track the presence of fathers--or the absence of a father, in the tale, fathers traditionally as transmitters of cultural mores and customs.
In short, it helps certain natures if the father is either completely absent or foundering, which removes or weakens the compulsion towards uprightness and normalcy. If the father remains a presence in the young seekers life some sort of radical break is usually required.
Van Gogh never could escape, while Joyce, his father sliding out of the solid middle class as we see in Ulysses, has an easier time rejecting all the values his father would burden him with.
Anyway, leaving those conventional values behind, values largely underpinning the entire globe these days, a globe that seems on fire according to the daily news, is not easy. However, a great many have and have left a record of their struggles and triumphs behind for us.
That, in the end, is the aim of the Cafe: to keep the dream alive so to speak. To let seekers know that others have gone before them, and that there is sense and order in it all if only we have the eyes and the hearts to see it.
If only we have the courage to leave old ways of thinking and believing behind.
Jeff
Just read Richard Ellmann's incisive little book "Ulysses on the Liffey" (if you can find it). Uses Joyce's own outlines to uncover his ethical/spiritual concerns in each chapter. "Nature and Art mirror each other."
“The painting of Gustave Moreau is the painting of ideas. The deepest poetry of Shelley, the words of Hamlet bring our minds into contact with the eternal wisdom, Plato’s world
of ideas. All the rest is the speculation of schoolboys for schoolboys.
...
-Which of the two, Stephen asked, would have banished me from his commonwealth?
Unsheathe your dagger definitions. Horseness is the whatness of allhorse. Streams of tendency and eons they worship. God: noise in the street: very peripatetic. Space:
what you damn well have to see. Through spaces smaller than red globules of man’s blood they creepycrawl after Blake’s buttocks into eternity of which this vegetable
world is but a shadow. Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.”
Just one misreading, the quotation from Portrait of the Artist etc should be ‘SALLINS’ County Kildare, not ‘Salinas’.
Did a ghost speak?
I have alwayd heard "Gare-tha". You might do a video on Wilder's "Skin Of Our Teeth". Based on The Wake. Ketamine has the dissociate effect of a great writer and Buddhist meditation. Re-edit your videos where you misidentify Bloomsday as June 6. Art is now replaced by gossip and mass produced junk. The "horror" of this world is killing many.
@19:53 "between he and Mulligan " Should be "between him and Mulligan". You need to get out more and mingle with people who know how to speak. Rimbaud ( who gave up writing poetry at 21 to become a coffee and gun trader ) saw no digrace in becoming an ex-poet. In the search for LIfe, all paths have an equivalent value.
"I became a gentleman farmer so that my son could become a poet. " ' John Adams