A Life of Lacunae

It’s 9 a.m. and the cicadas are having a loud and lively jam session. It is understandable. They spend the first 17 years of their life underground then come out to mate. It’s the males that make all the noise hoping to attract a female. The hotter the day, the louder the sound. If the female likes the noise being made, she will make clicking sounds with her wings indicating that she’s available. Once an attraction is established, the cicadas mate, lay their eggs, then die.

I’m sitting on the terrace where I’ve just finished reading Anita Brookner’s A Start in Life. I wanted to reflect on the book but the sound of the cicadas distracted me. So my thoughts about the book and about the cicadas got jumbled together.

Anita Brookner (1928-2016) was born in London but her father was a Polish-Jew immigrant whose family name “Bruckner” was changed to “Brookner” because of Britain’s anti-German sentiments. Her mother was a concert singer who gave up her career to marry and was never happy again. Her parents were always busy orbiting around themselves having no time for their daughter. So Anita grew up feeling that her parents were always in another room.

As fiction gives you the chance to inhabit a life not your own, Anita read books to keep her company. Nevertheless, Anita would later say that she was one of the loneliest women in London.

Anita studied art history. And while working on her doctorate at Courtauld Institute of Art, she studied under the guidance of art historian and spy, Anthony Blunt. Her career progressed and she wrote several books on art. Thanks to Blunt, she eventually began teaching at the Courtauld. Anita was very grateful to Blunt and often had cocktails with him at his apartment at the Institute. But this was obviously not enough to make her feel complete.

In 1979, Blunt was publicly exposed as a Soviet spy by Margaret Thatcher. So Queen Elizabeth stripped him of his knighthood. Who knows how this affected Anita but shortly afterwards, she stopped writing about art history and began writing fiction. Her first novel, A Start in Life (1981), autobiographical, was written when she was 53.

In an autobiographical novel, you can write about yourself as if you’re someone else. Anita says she started writing because of a terrible feeling of helplessness. Writing about her life made her feel as if she had more control over it.

A Start in Life gets its title from an obscure novel by Balzac, Un Début dans la vie (1842), a study on vanity and its consequences. Anita wrote her book in a moment of sadness and desperation. She felt she was losing control and thought maybe by writing her story, by giving her life the proper narrative, she could get a feeling of control. Anita said writing the novel was an exercise in self-analysis. Although writing is a very lonely activity, it can make you more observant.

The protagonist, Ruth Weiss, “at 40 knew that her life had been ruined by literature.” She lived much of her life in books and not in the outside world.

Ruth’s life is basically a description of Anita’s—parents who had no business having children as they themselves refused to grow up. Her DIY childhood led to much insecurity. Ruth studies, gets a scholarship to study in France but cannot complete her studies there as her parents have crumbled and want her home to care for them. Ruth is thus forced to leave Paris and go back to the life that she wanted to escape. Back in London, she molds her life around the needs of her parents trying to patch up the holes in her beige and boring life by writing and teaching.

After the publication of A Start in Life, Anita continued to write novels publishing one every year. She’s been criticized as being too repetitive, that all her novels seem to focus on unhappy spinsters who are lonely and have the knack of falling for unsuitable men. Because what had started out as an autobiographical novel became a universal theme—how we displace ourselves just hoping to fit in somewhere.

Why is it that some people feel more comfortable with their lives than others? Why is it that some people are better at conforming than others? Why is it that some people have difficulty being the protagonist of their own life? Because in A Start in Life, we are given the impression that some people’s lives are determined for them as opposed to by them.

Like Ruth, Anita cared for her parents until their death. She never married to create a family of her own. Anita died at the age of 87. Childless, she didn’t ha someone to help her as she had helped her parents.

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Related: Anita Brookner Interview with Maggie Gee 1984 + Why and How to Read: Anita Brookner + Anita Brookner obituary + Julian Barnes remembers his friend Anita Brookner: ‘There was no one remotely like her’ + Anita Brookner, The Art of Fiction No. 98 + In Praise of Anita Brookner + Anita Brookner’s Undue Influence + The Brooknerian Blog about Anita Brookner +

Anthony Blunt, Spy who came in from the Courtauld + A KGB Spy Worked in Buckingham Palace For Decades. The Crown Only Tells Part of the Story +

Robert Adam and N. 20 Portman House (original home of the Courtauld)

A START IN LIFE on Archive HERE

Billions and Billions of Periodical Cicadas +

Bibliography:

Malcolm, Cheryl Alexander. Understanding Anita Brookner. University of South Carolina Press. Columbia, South Carolina. 2002.

Sadler, Lynn Veach. Anita Brookner. Twayne Publisher. Boston. 1990.

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Takis Varvitsiotis, poet                            

Today I am a wanderer. I am wandering around my books, my plants, my unfinished projects. While wandering I came across a book of Greek poetry (with translation of course) that I bought in Athens 30 years ago. Only a few poems had been read maybe because, although I love the idea of poetry, I often find its meaning too hermetically sealed for me.

It’s 9 o’clock and my morning is slipping away. Before it’s gone, I’ve decided to look at the poems of Takis Varvitsiotis (1916-2011). Varvitsiotis was born in Thessaloniki where he studied law. But he preferred poetry. A Greek poet of the post-war generation, his first poetry collection “Sleeping Leaves” (“φύλλα ύπνου“) was published in 1949. Although I found little information on him, apparently he was highly translated into other languages and considered “a connoisseur of lyric art”.

I will not try to understand his poetry. But I will copy lines from three different poems that created nice images in my head.

“Down on earth the whirlwind swings the shadows.”
“a rosebay that makes all faces disappear”
“I touched your hand at the edge of the sea and the river spoke to me…”

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Related: POEM OF THE MONTH: “Postscript” by Takis Varvitsiotis +

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Sunbathers

It was a very hot day and the cats were spread out on the street like butter on hot bread.

drawing
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The Towel Movement

Thanks to the sun that gives my skin a golden color.

We first started coming to Paros, an island in the Aegean Sea, about 20 years ago. At the time, there was a more traditional Greek atmosphere compared to better known and more commercially developed islands. But over the years, that has dramatically changed. Paros has lost much of its charm due to greed.

Mykonos and Santorini, the two better known Aegean islands, have become excessively expensive and crowded so much tourism is being redirected towards Paros. And this has caused much discomfort for locals. One of the biggest problems is that of the beaches. In Greece, beaches cannot be privatized. However, the state can, at a cost, give permission to businesses for beach bars with sunbeds. But even then 50% of the beach must remain public.

Unfortunately, greed has taken over and unscrupulous businesses have taken over more of the beach that they are entitled to. As a result, the public beaches have been gobbled up by illegal sunbeds making it difficult to find a place to stay on the beach if you are not able or not willing to pay the exorbitant prices to rent a sunbed.

The locals now find it difficult to enjoy a day at the beach on their own island. Exasperated, a group of Parian residents organized The Towel Movement—a movement determined to reclaim the beaches that legally belong to the citizens and not to greedy businessmen

The group went to the city registry to obtain copies of beach bar permits and related “floor plans” to see how much space the bar was legally permitted to have. Most bars had greatly exceeded the space permitted. And since authorities weren’t doing anything to change the situation, residents got organized. For four Sundays in a row, they would arrive at a designated beach. Armed with beach towels, residents began occupying all the space they could. Imagine being a tourist who paid E60 for a sunbed only to find yourself surrounded by people laying out their towels ready to spend the rest of the day glued to your expensive sunbed. And the beach bar owner couldn’t do anything about it as his sunbeds were there illegally.

The Towel Movement has gotten much press encouraging residents from other islands with the same problem to do the same thing. Because as a result of this movement, many beach bars were fined and dismantled.

One reason why this exploitation was so rampant was, in part, due to lax oversight and bureaucratic delays by authorities. With all the publicity the movement has received, authorities were forced to wake up to take action.

Wouldn’t it be lovely if similar movements took off elsewhere and not just regarding beach bars? How many injustices is the normal citizen subjected to every day? How many times have we wanted to protest but without the pertinent skills to do so?

Beaches are ecosystems and, as such, should be respected.

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Related:  Greeks yearn for an Aegean islands escape, but even before this hellish summer we were being priced out + SAVE PAROS BEACHES Facebook page +  POPULAR holiday islands in Greece are facing a crackdown on sunbeds after the “Towel Movement” campaign has declared war +
As lounge chairs that rent for up to $130 pop up across the islands, local people have decided they won’t take it lying down + Greek locals go to war against expensive sunbeds on beaches +

The Power Of Grassroots Movement In Political Change: How Ordinary People Can Make a Difference +

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Cooling Off

Extreme heat stresses the body. It can throw our cardiovascular system into tilt, cause cognitive dysfunction as well as organ failure and thrombosis.

When the body is no longer able to control it temperature, a heat stroke can happen. So, when it is extremely hot, the most obvious thing to do is to keep from getting dehydrated.  But it is also important to cool down the body when body temperatures rise quickly.

Here, on Paros, the heat has been overwhelming. There were days when I felt like a roasted marshmallow with no energy whatsoever. It is especially bad in the afternoon when there’s no air flow. But I’ve found a way to lower my body temperature when I start feeling weak.

I keep a small bottle of water in the freezer. Whenever I feel my body temperature going out of control, I take my little ice bottle and rub it on my forehead, on my neck, under my arms, and in the groin area. And almost immediately I feel better.

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