Monthly Archives: June 2012

Baby-farming and abortion

This article, by Dorothy L. Haller, describes how “baby farmers” in Victorian England exploited extreme prejudice against unmarried mothers by taking in unwanted babies for payment, but then letting them die slowly by feeding them watered down milk (he longer … Continue reading

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“The Dispossessed” by Ursula le Guin

There’s a book on the politics of The Dispossessed which, if I get round to reading it, might help me think and write about that aspect of this novel. In (that and) other respects it’s a very good book indeed, … Continue reading

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Fit Bodies: Statues, Athletes and Power

A small and interesting exhibition at UCL on views of the (beautiful) human body over millennia, from Greek sculpture to female bodybuilders, usefully augmented by entries from a student competition of photographs on the same theme. The entries are here; … Continue reading

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Writing Britain, at the British Library

Nice title, using the English ambiguity between a participle (“Britain which writes”), like “flying saucer”, and the gerund with an object (“writing (about) Britain”), like “singing songs”. (The National Trust went large on this a few years ago with their … Continue reading

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Grayson Perry: “The Vanity of Small Differences”

Victoria Miro Gallery, Hoxton Six stunning tapestries (woven on a computerised loom, from colour-blocked scans of paintings, according to the guy at the cash desk) depicting a modern Rake’s Progress. Hogarth’s Tom Rakewell has become Tim Rakewell, pink-lensed software magnate … Continue reading

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“The Lost Books of the Odyssey” by Zachary Mason

One of the best books I have read. 44 short (some very short) stories on the theme of Odysseus and his return from Troy. Poetic, mysterious, playful, jumping around in time, each one, for lovers of Homer, a pre-sleep daily … Continue reading

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“My Week With Marilyn” or “quorum pars parva fui…”

A strangely unthinking film: Colin Clark’s diaries, the basis of the story, are used too straight: too often we hear a bon mot from a Great One (it may be Larry, it may be Sybil Thorndike), overheard at the door … Continue reading

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