MY YEARS IN BOOKS

The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing

I have embarked on a new project. And this will not be finished in short order. I decided some time ago that I needed to read more fiction. But not just any fiction. It needed to be substantive or at least something that had some small impact on the world. I enjoy reading mysteries for relaxation but find more serious modern fiction less appealing. I’ve decided to pick a book to read from every year that I’ve been on this earth. From the year I was born to now. Each book should be one that had some noted impact, something that had more than just bestseller numbers to make it noteworthy.

I went to the 1962 best books list to pick something to start. That was quite a year for publishing. One Flew Over the Coo Koo’s Nest, Who’s Afraid of Virginia Wolf?, The Man in the High Castle, Another Country, A Clockwork Orange, to name only a few. I settled on Doris Lessing’s The Golden Notebook. I chose it for its themes: societal and individual fragmentation, communism, sexual liberation, and the women’s movement.

I also decided not to limit my reading to just fiction. This will be a mixed list with lots of fiction. Here are some of the books I’ve read recently and the year they were published. More fiction is coming, but it might take a while.

1962

Doris Lessing, The Golden Notebook

The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing

1963

Hannah Arndt, Eichmann in Jerusalem: A Report on the Banality of Evil

James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time

1964

Martin Luther King Jr., Why We Can’t Wait

1965

Truman Capote, In Cold Blood

PASSING (2021)

A fascinating and beautiful movie set in New York in the 1920s. Based on Nella Larsen’s 1929 novel, the story centers around two friends, both black, who have once again found each other through a brief encounter in a hotel tea room.

Irene (Tessa Thompson) has gone out for the day, attempting to pass as white. A mother of two boys, she is married to a doctor and is living a comfortable life in Harlem. She runs into her old friend Clare (Ruth Negga), although not recognizing her at first, and the two go off Clare’s room and politely reacquaint themselves with each other. Clare is also passing as white. But while Irene’s passing is but for an afternoon, Clare is living her life as white. She and her white husband have a young girl.

As they sit in Clare’s hotel room sipping from a flask, Clare’s husband returns. He has no idea that Clare is black and emphasizes how he hates negros. Irene, who he also believes is white, says nothing of Clare’s secret and leaves. Irene wants nothing more to do with Clare. But Clare is persistent and shows up at Irene’s house in Harlem after writing several unanswered letters. And it is this relationship, this friendship, that takes us on this journey. We are viewing this primarily from Irene’s perspective.

The movie, shot in black and white, follows this relationship as the two women seem to struggle with their well-to-do lives. There is a great deal in this story as it deals with race, racism, sexuality, and gender among others. It is masterfully presented by writer and director Rebecca Hall. Highly recommended.

MODERNISM & ARCHITECTURAL PHOTOGRAPHY

Visual Acoustics – The Modernism Of Julius Shulman (2009) Documentary (Dir. Eric Bricker)

Considered to be the best known, if not the best, photographer of Architectural Modernism, Julius Shulman is featured during his final years through a whirlwind look at his life’s work. This 2009 documentary, released in the same year as his death at 98 years old, narrated by Dustin Hoffman, is primarily told through photographs, friends, colleagues and participants as they visit several of the classic modern houses.

Shulman’s work, which began in the 1930s, highlights key modernist architects such as Frank Lloyd Wright, Richard Neutra, John Lautner and Frank Gehry. His photography, found in Life Magazine, among other major architectural publications and later books, introduced the world to this movement most noted in the Southern California area.

Shulman’s photos, at times more beautiful than the actual subjects, have been credited with inspiring the movement and architects in the 1950s and 1960s. He maintained his passion throughout his life and commissioned his own modernist house in the Hollywood hills in 1950. While taking some pause during the height of the post-modernist phase – a form he disliked immensely – we see him here in his final year working and discussing the modernist form with confidence and thoughtfulness. His best know work is that of his Case Study #22 photographs (1960) of the Stahl House, designed by architect Pierre Koenig’s, overlooking Los Angeles.

Even for someone like me, who doesn’t care much for modernist architecture, this is an interesting and inspiring documentary. Technically, it lacks most of the beauty and structure of Shulman’s photography, but substantively it offers an intimate look at one of the important contributors to modern architecture and photography. Unfortunately, Hoffman’s limited narration is poorly done and leaves aspects of the historical evolution wanting. Thankfully, it is limited.

Shulman’s larger-than-life personality is the real story. Even in his late 90s, delightful, funny, and comfortably immodest, his joy and passion for modernism in architecture shines through. His enormous body of work, now with the Getty Center in Los Angeles, will live on as the foundation of this period in modern North American architectural history.

HORSEPLAY: MY TIME UNDERCOVER ON THE GRANVILLE STRIP BY NORM BOUCHER

I didn’t have any expectations when I picked out this book. It seemed like it might be an interesting look back at Vancouver in the 1980s. This memoir by former RCMP undercover Staff-Sergeant Norm Boucher, delves into an eight-month undercover heroin operation in Vancouver, specifically around the Granville strip in 1983. Boucher befriends several local heroin users and sets them up in order to gain access to those higher up the drug supply chain. Unfortunately, there is very little that is interesting in this 269-page memoir.

Book Review of Horseplay: My Time Undercover on the Granville Strip

After settling in and trying to gain the trust of his new friends, Boucher gives us some detail on his daily routine, the challenges he faced, a little bit of what he was experiencing emotionally as he tries to sell himself as a heroin user. But there is very little insight, introspection, or self-reflection in this – it’s just the same thing day in and day out. Once we establish a few bits and pieces about the folks he meets and begins to do business with, there is very little else. Does he ever get the bigger guys up the chain? Not really sure – and it hardly seems that some that the operation may have got, weren’t all that far up that chain anyway.

Reading about this time – 1983 – and the drug scene with today’s deeper understanding of the nightmare situation that is occurring on the streets of this city, and applying that to a time 40 years ago, may be a bit unfair, but this book really raises questions about the time, money, and usefulness of such an operation. Boucher doesn’t seem to want to touch on this. He discusses addiction, in a rather small and simplistic way near the end of the book. But he doesn’t challenge his own understanding or the role of the police, public policy and strategy in this situation. He simply tells us what he did, day-to-day. And that gets tedious pretty quickly.

I’m sure he worked from his own notes and had some help with remembering the events that went on during this operation. He talks very little about the investigative team and what they were doing during most of this eight-month indulgence. I’m also rather suspicious of the endless quoted conversations that he had with his various new drug buddies in the beer parlours at the various hotels. He regularly mentions how certain people are suspicious of him – they think he might be a cop. This goes on throughout the book and simply feels like a dramatic device to lead us to believe he was possibly on the verge of having his cover blown. Keep the reader in suspense, somehow, because the basic description of his routine certainly doesn’t.

So this was, even without any expectations one way or another, a disappointing book. While there are bits and pieces that carry you along in places, and this may be enough for some people, it certainly did not have enough to hold me throughout the 269 pages.

Norm Boucher, Horseplay: My Time Undercover on the Granville Strip (Edmonton, Alberta: New West Press, 2020)

PACIFIC GREAT BLUE HERONS

It’s that time of year when the herons return to nest high in the trees along Deer Lake Avenue in Burnaby. Here are a few shots I took.

They seem to be settling in and doing some home renos.

Click on the images to make them larger and see more detail.

A PHOTO ART EXPERIMENT

I usually take my camera with me on my longer walks. You never know what you might see or come across. The problem is, I’ve walked these same routes many, many times and have taken the same pictures many, many times. On this walk around Deer Lake in Burnaby, I stopped on a whim to take a few ICM shots. I didn’t put much time or thought into them, it was just something a bit different. Quick and dirty.

My interest in photography is fairly conventional. I don’t tend to be drawn to heavily altered and processed photographs. I just needed to try something new with the familiar scenery.

Intentional Camera Movement can produce some very interesting images, but it is always an experiment, adjusting movement, camera settings, and subject matter to find a final image that stands out. You’re never certain of the shot you’re taking, you have to try it, then look at it, make adjustments, and try again. And yes, certain techniques and settings work best for this. But I’ve only ever experimented with this briefly once a long time ago and I haven’t put much thought into it since.

I stuck to the straight(ish) up and down quick movement. I’ll try some other movements, like rotations and zooming, with this technique at some point.

I wasn’t happy with any of the original shots – until I started playing around in Lightroom and created some interesting results. I wish I could say there was some finely-tuned technique that got me here but, honestly, it was just random tweaking. Here are a few of them. Nothing spectacular, just an interesting experiment. I also quickly threw them into a video (it was a quiet afternoon at home).

Cheers
Gerald

Here’s a little video:

https://youtu.be/NYcUEWUYTEk