Sunday, March 25, 2012
Yesterday I noticed Peter Rabbit chewing on my little bayberry bushes. He was rearing up on his hind legs to reach the tasty little leaves that are just emerging. These aren't very nice bushes, so he's welcome to them. A bit behind him I could see Flopsy or Mopsy or maybe Cottontail -- just up from his ears you can make out her little tail. (Of course I have no idea of whether these are girl or boy rabbits. And I didn't capture a photo of him in the act of eating the bush.)
More interesting wildlife was nearby after dark. We heard an owl's trilling hoot -- familiar, now, as I've been hearing it before dawn quite frequently this spring. We also got a look at its silhouette on a branch, showing up against the cloudy sky. When the owl moved from tree to tree, I could just make out the shadowy form as it flew. The moon is almost dark, so it was a very shady perception -- definitely too dark to take photos with any equipment we own.
From the cry we identified it as a screech owl. In the early morning I sometimes thought it was a distant alarm clock, as it makes a repetitive trilling sound, repeated regularly.
Posted by Mae Travels at 8:10 PM
Thursday, March 22, 2012
"Painting to be stepped on" is the name of this painting, which is displayed unframed on the floor. So I stepped on it, see? "Fluxus" is the name of an art movement from around 50 years ago. To me, it looks as if it's mainly a copy of the ideas of Marcel Duchamp, with the exception of one or two artists who didn't stay only with Fluxus.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
The Dervish House by Ian McDonald, though mainly a sci-fi story about technology in the near future of 2027, is also a political novel about Turkish history and its imagined future. The uneasy relationship between the remnant of Greek residents and the majority Turkish population is treated in an interesting way through several characters. Ethnic Turks, Greeks, Armenians, Kurds, and Jews all have at least a small role in the story. The city itself -- and the crumbling Dervish House of the title -- have big roles in the story.
The history of Turkish persecutions and population transfers in the 20th century, including the coup of 1980, is key to the personal history of several characters, especially a Greek economist who lives in the Dervish House along with several other main characters. Although at the beginning, he’s an old man who doesn’t go out much, he’s suddenly drawn into a very involved plot involving extremely futuristic nanoscience as well as complexity theory and several other trendy science topics. We learn slowly how his career was ruined years earlier by prejudicial treatment by his professional colleagues and the administration at Istanbul University, and how this one event makes him feel at least somewhat vindicated.
The economist’s understanding of a variety of theories enables him to figure out and help to pin down and stop a dangerous conspiracy. As he acts, we learn of his memories of his experiences in twentieth century Istanbul. Although he and his Greek and Jewish friends and family were extremely Turkish in their sense of identity, they were branded as disloyal, and exiled or worse. Both he and another character, an antiques dealer, also allow the author to present a capsule version of the presence of these minority groups in the longer history of the city.
Istanbul was on my list of cities with secular Jewish populations that I plan to study in the course of this year (so far, I’ve done some work on Odessa and Vienna). Earlier, when I looked into this subject, I didn’t find much about secular Jewish life in Istanbul. Jews seem to have remained relatively observant, or at least not to have called attention to any secular points of view as they did in several other cities. I didn’t expect to find such relevant ideas a Sci-Fi book (or whatever speculative fiction genre this book may belong to).
Overall, I found The Dervish House to be a good read for a number of reasons including the social, political, and science fiction, the careful use of historic detail, the convincing portraits of a wide range of characters, and a suspenseful plot.
I love the way he describes the city: I could often picture the places where actions occurred, based on my visits to Istanbul. I especially remember watching the ships on the Bosphorous (above) and seeing the bridge where some of the action takes place (top of post).
This post was written for my other blog, Hero or Anti-Hero.