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Creatures of illusion

by: Jay Stevens

Wed Jun 25, 2008 at 13:02:08 PM MST


The Getty in Los Angeles has a pretty cool exhibit - on a topic I'm happy to tell you I'm fairly intimate with: Maria Sibylla Merian, a 17th-century engraver who applied her artistic talents to science, drawing and observing insects in the jungles of Surinam, and one of the first to apply the scientific method to the process of metamorphosis.

Merian truly spawned across many disciplines: art, science, printing and literature, even adventure.

It's with disappointment then, that I heard that the exhibit would be reviewed by the Los Angeles Times...in its "Home" section.

Kinda' reminds me of the opening of Virgina Woolf's "A Room of One's Own," in which she's contemplating a topic she's been assigned - "women and fiction" - on the campus of Oxford University. Only she's chased by a beadle from the park where she sat musing by the river, and denied entrance to the university library to do research...because she's a woman.

That's the thing with sexism today, isn't it? It isn't heavy-handed, but still puts up a velvet rope to steer women away from serious topics. Get out of line, and the beadle shouts at you.

Speaking of Woolf, I've written out a couple of interesting quotes from the same book below the fold...

Jay Stevens :: Creatures of illusion
Life for both sexes - and I looked at them, shouldering their way along the pavement - is arduous, difficult, a perpetual struggle. It calls for gigantic courage and strength. More than anything, perhaps, creatures of illusion as we are, it calls for confidence in oneself. Without self-confidence we are as babes in the cradle. And how can we generate this imponderable quality, which is yet so invaluable, most quickly? By thinking that other people are inferior to oneself. By feeling that one has some innate superiority - it may be wealth, or rank, a straight nose, or the portrait of a grandfather by Romney - for there is no end to the pathetic devices of the human imagination - over other people. Hence the enormous importance to a patriarch who has to conquer, who has to rule, of feeling that great numbers of people, half the human race indeed, are by nature inferior to himself. It must indeed be one of the chief sources of his power.

And...

Women have served all these centuries as looking-glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size. Without that power probably the earth would still be swamp and jungle. The glories of all our wars would be unknown. We should still be scratching the outlines of deer on the remains of mutton bones and bartering flints for sheepskins or whatever simple ornament took our unsophisticated taste...Whatever their use in civilized society, mirrors are essential to all violent and heroic action...That serves to explain in part the necessity that women so often are to men. And it serves to explain how restless they are under her criticism; how impossible it is for her to say to them this book is bad, this picture is feeble, or whatever it may be, without giving far more pain and rousing far more anger than a man would do who gave the same criticism. For if she begins to tell the truth, the figure in the looking-glass shrinks; his fitness for life is diminished. How is he to go on giving judgment, civilizing natives, making laws, writing books, dressing up and speechifying at banquets, unless he can see himself at breakfast and at dinner at least twice the size he really is?

Discuss.

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Gender is not the issue (4.00 / 1)
Life for both sexes ... is arduous, difficult, a perpetual struggle.

...creatures of illusion as we are, it calls for confidence in oneself. Without self-confidence we are as babes in the cradle.

Virginia Woolf was mentally ill. Self-confidence was not part of her self-understanding. She was constantly concerned with her "nerves," had recurring breakdowns, and was forced by doctors to remain in bed, where much of her inner world evolved (as did Marcel Proust's).

Woolf's legacy is as valuable as it is because she wrote entirely from within her pain. There was no deus ex machina contriving and controlling her content, no neuroscientist who could "explain" what she was feeling and experiencing and why. Virginia Woolf was truly "ancient" in that sense, even though her writing is considered "modern."

Virginia Woolf was a "troubled" human being, who happened to be a woman, as Marcel Proust happened to be a man.


Not quite sure... (0.00 / 0)
...I see your point.

Gender isn't an issue? That's the topic of the book. Given the topic "women and fiction" to write on, she looks around and sees...nothing. No works, no edifying historical investigation into women, no encouragment, no public space in which to be a woman writer.

Take this:

The world does not ask people to write poems and novels and histories; it does not need them. It does not care whether Flaubert finds the right word or whether Carlyle scrupulously verifies this or that fact. Naturally it will not pay for what it does not want. And so the writer, Keats, Flaubert, Carlyle, suffers, especially in the creative years of youth, every form of distraction and discouragement.

She adds that this indifference makes a life of writing an economic and emotional difficulty. It's hard to get by as a writer, and it's harder still to find the encouragement and appreciation to do the work.

If this indifference were equal for women, writes Woolf, they would still have had a harder time of it, being unable, as they were, to have independent employment or property or their own room.

The indifference of the world which Keats and Flaubert and other men of genius have found so hard to bear was in her case not indifference but hostility. The world did not say to her as it said to them, Write if you choose; it makes no difference to me. The world said with a guffaw, Write? What's the good of your writing?

Certainly by Woolf's time conditions for women writers were improved -- thus, Woolf -- but given that, in the opening chapter of "A Room of One's Own," she's barred from several public places of learning because of her gender, it's obvious she's arguing latent hostility still existed, and that it's a condition she's working under, as a woman.

Yes, she happened to be a woman...just as anybody happens to be anyone. But being a woman was central to her identity and writing, just as anyone's experience is central to theirs.


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My point (abridged) (0.00 / 0)
I have tried more than four times to respond to your "Not quite sure" comment in a nuanced way and got nowhere online.

Let me try again (I am now tired of this effort to respond and am therefore, perhaps, no longer "nuanced":

Virginia Woolf writes more about "the mind" than any "sexist" trips that you apply to her.

In any case, Virginia Woolf and "sexism" have nothing (as in "zero") to do with one another. You are projecting!


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Maybe... (0.00 / 0)
you should go out to your local library and check out "A Room of One's Own" and read it.

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or better yet... (0.00 / 0)
I found you an online copy.

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I stand corrected! (0.00 / 0)
I have recently been reviewing Virginia Woolf's writing (particularly her novels), as they relate to other literary modernists such as George Eliot, Marcel Proust, Gertrude Stein and James Joyce. It is in that context that "gender is not the issue." I apologize for being so caught up in my own current thoughts about these writers that I completely missed the fact that you were focusing on only one essay of Woolf's. Sorry about that!

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No problem... (0.00 / 0)
I was a little taken aback, that's for sure. Thanks for acknowledging the text."Three Guineas," too, directly tackles this question.

It seems Woolf aspired to and believed in art that transcended sex, and worked to write "androgynous" prose. Reading those two essays makes you realize how close this topic was to Woolf while she was writing. That is, she worked so hard to make gender not an issue, it was. Or something.

You could argue that there's no such thing as a literary style that's androgynous, that our cultural perspectives strongly influence style. Personally I don't think literary interpretation should be limited to that idea, but. like any literary interpretation, it's intriguing.


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Too much sun! (0.00 / 0)
One other thing about my misreading of your post: It turns out I was more than a little fuzzy in the brain after working in the yard for several hours in the blazing sun. I went up to the hospital out of breath and light-headed and was told that I was feeling effects of sunstroke or heat exhaustion and that I should eat some watermelon and cucumbers. I wait all year for the sun to come out, and this is what I get! Virginia Woolf? Who's that?

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Woolf dealt very directly (0.00 / 0)
with the issue of women's role in society, their constraint by Victorian expectations, their limited access to the tools they needed to make art, their responsibility to stand up against war (in Three Guineas). She very deliberately constructed her arguments to be taken seriously in a literary conversation where women's voices were devalued. She had all sorts of other concerns and interests as well, but in many of her essays gender is very much the issue.

I would like to add, Jay... (0.00 / 0)
I bought a copy of Kim's "Chrysalis..." tonight at Borders (not knowing about it before your current post) and have ordered a copy of both "Chrysalis" and "Tinkering with Eden" from Country Bookshelf in Bozeman.

I am sitting here now, as I write this, glancing through the pages of "Chrysalis..." and the power of the writing (as other than merely assembling words on a page) is evident.

Thank you! (Not you, Jay...but Kim!)


thanks, bob (0.00 / 0)
She's definitely quite a writer, although it doesn't mean as much to her when it comes from me. I'll pass on your thoughtful comment. She'll be thrilled.

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