James Joyce, the twentieth century’s most influential novelist, was born in Dublin on February 2, 1882. The oldest of ten children, he grew up in a family that went from prosperity to penury because of his father’s wastrel behavior. After receiving a rigorous Jesuit education, twenty-year-old Joyce renounced his Catholicism and left Dublin in 1902 to spend most of his life as a writer in exile in Paris, Trieste, Rome, and Zurich. On one trip back to Ireland, he fell in love with the now famous Nora Barnacle on June 16, the day he later chose as “Bloomsday” in his novel Ulysses. Nara was an uneducated Galway girl who became his lifelong companion an the mother of his two children. In debt and drinking heavily, Joyce lived for thirty-six years on the Continent, supporting himself first by teaching jobs, then trough the patronage of Mrs. Harold McCormick (Edith Rockerfeller) and the English feminist and editor Harriet Shaw Weaver. His writings include Chamber music (1907), Dubliners (1914), A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916), Exiles (1918), Ulysses (1922), Poems Penyeach (1927), Finnegans Wake (1939), and an early draft of A Portrait of a Young Man, Stephan Hero (1944). Ulysses required seven years to complete, and his masterpiece, Finnegans Wake, took seventeen. Both works revolutionized the form, structure, and content of the novel. Joyce died in Zurich in 1941.
Published in 1916, James Joyce's semiautobiographical tale of his alter ego, Stephen Dedalus, is a coming-of-age story like no other. A bold, innovative experiment with both language and structure, the work has exerted a lasting influence on the contemporary novel.
'Joyce dissolved mechanism in literature as effectively as Einstein destroyed it in physics,' wrote Alfred Kazin. 'He showed that the material of fiction could rest upon as tense a distribution and as delicate a balance of its parts as any poem. Joyce's passion for form, in fact, is the secret of his progress as a novelist. He sought to bring the largest possible quantity of human life under the discipline of the observing mind, and the mark of his success is that he gave an epic form to what remains invisible to most novelists.... Joyce means many things to different people; for me his importance has always been primarily a moral one. He was, perhaps, the last man in Europe who wrote as if art were worth a human life.... By living for his art he may yet have given others a belief in art worth living for.'
一个月左右读完,当然不是一直读,偶尔读,最涩记录是一个多小时只盯着一页的一段话的几个词汇看,总之非常伤神经了,乔伊斯说过,他就想伤人。不能说是纯文本阅读,这目前被归为文学流派中意识流的代表作品所产生的艺术感觉远超于所定义的。可以说,我们先不急着对号入座,这...
评分《一个青年艺术家的画像》黄译指疑 半岛 俚语中有个称呼爱尔兰人的单词,paddy,这是人们对圣博德(St. Patrick)的昵称。博德于373年出生于不列颠岛,少年时被掠至爱尔兰为奴,逃亡后受命于教宗,毅然返往爱尔兰传教,自此爱尔兰皈依,博德在以后也成了爱尔兰的主保圣人,而...
评分“我将去面对无数的现实经历,将在我那灵魂的作坊里打造我的民族所不曾有的良心。” 读到这里,《一个青年艺术家的画像》结束了。当我怀着难以平复的激动心情合上书页,这本薄薄的小说在我的内心深处激荡起层层的涟漪,我的视线不禁长久的停留在封面上方小说题目里的这几个字上...
评分读书|1925.詹姆斯·乔伊斯《一个青年艺术家的画像》 喜欢他那犹如一个人的喃喃自语般的叙述。从记事儿的儿时开始。在缓缓的水流中,将思想的河床冲洗的清晰明了。犹如山里的一股清泉。甘甜。还有点凉。也如同攀登一座没有被石头铺砌而成直通山顶的道路的深山一样。走着走着,一...
评分曾经在学校图书馆的一角看到过乔伊斯的名作《尤利西斯》,翻看了几页就放弃了。那个时候总觉得这种晦涩难懂的意识流书籍还是远离为妙,太伤脑细胞。很久过后的现在,空闲迷茫状态的我,决定静下心来细细品读那几部一直想看的大作。《青年艺术家画像》被誉为《尤利西斯》前...
how touchingly he rejects the country and the race and the religion that produced him and chooses to arrest the minds of humanity; "to live, to err, to fall, to triumph, to create life out of life"! as if hearing a much shrewder mind reliving my own childhood, youth, and hopefully life.
评分比想象中的难读,但又和想象有点相似又有点不同的那样好看。Stephen's father's attributes. —A medical student, an oarsman, a tenor, an amateur actor, a shouting politician, a small landlord, a small investor, a drinker, a good fellow, a story-teller, somebody's secretary, something in a distillery, a tax-gatherer, a bankrupt and at present a praiser of his own past.
评分跟这本比起来,hesse的steppenwolf就是渣啊。。乔伊斯与福克纳两座大山是给我许多对英语文学自信力的。虽然不小心又被带入了,但是内心又觉得,有些部分真的可以写进小说里么。。。置身于主人公的语境下,我大概是没有那样的独立与勇气的,也让我重新对流亡有了更深的认识。如果说这本书讲的是作为唤醒的艺术的话,这本书本身对于我来说就是唤醒。我的vocation又是什么呢?
评分乔伊斯,哎。多希望能真真正正的看懂尤利西斯啊。一个青年艺术家的画像这本书我看了很多遍,非常喜爱,属于常年枕边书。里面的一段话是这样的:什么是吻?母亲低下头来,用她那柔软的嘴唇,弄湿我的脸颊,并且发出微小的噪音。恩,这就是吻。
评分近乎意识流的东西除了从头到尾跟着节奏让自己的意识也跟着走一番之外,没有了解小说的第二个途径了,可到了最后一页的时候又有点恍然若失,不知道这是自己的心情呢还是Stephan的意识了。会做梦的作家已经很少了。造梦的作家已经很少了。
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