Tag: Art

Wildlife Photographers United

by Margot Ragget et al

An absolutely stunning book that I read in one sitting, while waiting for my kid at a library event. I actually paged through it twice, to look at all the images a second time around. It’s from a series organized to raise awareness of wildlife species that are at risk of extinction. Wildlife photographers donated their work to be included in the book, aiming to produce the most beautiful, stunning collection ever. Proceeds go to support the animals in question- whether that be for research studies, habitat preservation, educating locals to the animals’ value, etc. There are a few sections of text describing the animals, the work done to help them, the importance of giving them space in our world. While the text is brief, it felt very eloquent. In terms of the wild dogs (one of my favorite animals ever since I read Innocent Killers by Jane Goodall and Hugo van Lawick as a teen) the book emphasizes their place in the ecosystem, reasons they have been reviled by people for so long, and yet are so little known (they travel almost constantly, far and very fast). There’s a bit about their life history and physiology, too. Much of this was familiar to me, but I didn’t know before that the wild dogs (also known as Cape hunting dogs or painted wolves- even though they’re not closely related to wolves-) only have four toes on each foot (having diverged from canines farther back in evolutionary time) and that they sneeze at each other when communicating excitement for the hunt!

Majority of the book is the photographs. And they are absolutely gorgeous. I love the ones of the young puppies. And there are some with beautiful golden gaze. Many showing moments of peace, camaraderie in the pack, fast action of the hunt. From some of the earlier text explaining how the brutal-looking method wild dogs use to kill their prey isn’t as terrible as it appears (the victim goes into shock and supposedly feels very little pain) I was really expecting to see at least one photo with some gore or the dogs feeding on a kill, but there wasn’t any of that. So I don’t need to give any fair warning that something might shock a viewer.

Borrowed from the public library.

Rating: 5/5
144 pages, 2021

My initial attempt to cover all the things I’ve read (listened to) and puzzled during my recovery time! My screen time is still limited, so this will be brief. I was in the middle of reading these two books when had the incident, hung onto them for weeks and finally realized I was going to run out of borrowing time before I could read again. So I turned them in, plus a waiting stack on my bedside table. Thus they’re considered Abandoned, though it was reluctant and unintentional so DNF is a better term, just one I haven’t used much on here.

Creature

by Shaun Tan
Collection of drawings and sketches by the author/artist. Delightful and whimsical and random. At least, they seemed random at first- but when you get to the very end pages there’s a little description and explanation by the artist, about what inspired the piece, or what other story it was a part of, or what he thinks about the depicted object. The intro and these end-pages explanation bits are lovely reading, it is so solidly insightful and makes me feel appreciative (of art). I need to get my hands on more Shaun Tan! and see the animations done from some of his books- I didn’t even know they existed, before. The artwork is all so much fun, even if some have sad or lonely overtones. Most of them are of everyday objects combined or personified into little beings that interact or have some symbolic meaning. Not quite sure how else to describe it. I had spent days poring over all the pictures, looked through them all at least twice, and then was super happy to find the text at the back to read about, but then I couldn’t. Someone else had this one on request so I turned it in having only read four or five pages of the explanations, but I want to borrow it again to go through the rest, and look at the drawings all over again, of course.

Abandoned             224 pages, 2022

 

The Last Elephants

compiled by Don Pinnock and Colin Bell

This thick, impressive coffee-table size book is all about the current state of elephants in Africa. As far as I can tell, the two compilers traveled the breadth of the continent collecting materials written about, and photographs taken of, elephants. The words are from conservationists, animal welfare workers, government policy makers, wildlife photographers, safari outfit organizers, big game hunting enthusiasts, field scientists, etc (probably some occupations I have got wrong and many others forgotten because I don’t have the book in front of me now). The photographs- many of them double-page spreads- are stunning and beautiful. The words are detailed, sober and expressive, though I have to admit some of them are on the other hand very straightforward and dry. The chapter written about policy makers and the problems caused when elephant populations cross boundaries of countries that have different ways of assessing and handling their numbers was particularly difficult to get through, if I recall. I did like best one chapter that was about two individual elephants, though now I can’t tell you anything about it. Personal stories always get me closer. And I was very struck by the section about how elephants and big trees co-exist. Namely, it was pointed out that the helpful work of people to provide more watering holes for elephants and other wildlife, actually has a negative impact on large trees- because if the elephants have easy access to water and stay in one place, they keep feeding on the same trees and damage them. In normal circumstances, they’d roam far between watering places, giving trees in one area time to recover and grow again, before they returned. And yet now they often can’t roam because of fences, roads, human habitation and other things blocking their path.

There’s writings in here about poaching, about the ivory trade, about conservation efforts, and the viewpoints of many different people involved with elephants in one way or another. I was just barely getting into this one- it was kind of slow reading already- when I had to pause. Definitely going to borrow this book again, too.

Abandoned               490 pages, 2019

On the Wings of the World

by Fabien Grolleau

Graphic novel about John James Audubon, illustrated by Jérémie Royer. It was nice to learn more about the man, how his obsession to find and document all the bird species in the United States took him on dangerous travels away from his family for so many years. While I didn’t find the artwork particularly appealing, I did feel like it conveyed a sense of how dark, wild and foreboding the wilderness must have seemed during those times. Audubon faced rough circumstances, aggressive men, bad food, illness and more in his quest. Also lack of support, when traveling companions, assistants or patrons fell by the wayside. Then there’s the overshadowing competition from his rival Alexander Wilson. I looked up Wilson’s artwork and really, I find them both of wonderful in quality. Maybe Audubon’s is more expressive (a fact that seemed to make patrons disinclined to fund his efforts). Modern readers will probably find the numbers of birds Audubon shot, and his work of taxidermy to make the specimens subjects for his studies and paintings, disturbing. Seems plenty of Audubon’s compatriots did as well. This book is just a glimpse of his life and the work he did- there’s a lot left out (not surprising) and some parts are rather fanciful, but I like that it gave me an overview of what he did and how singleminded his pursuit was. It’s nice that many words from Audubon’s own writing is included in the text, and several of his bird plates are reproduced in the back pages.

Borrowed from the public library.

Rating: 3/5
184 pages, 2017

by Rachel Sussman

The living things featured in this book stagger the mind. How ancient they are, yet still living and growing- albeit very slowly– the map lichen in Greenland only grows one centimeter each hundred years, for example. It’s 3,000 years old. That’s in the middle range, for what’s in these pages- ranging from the baobabs, welwitschia and brain corals that are 2,000 years old to a sea grass meadow in Spain that’s 100,000 years old and the Siberian actinobacteria colony which is estimated to be 400,000 – 600,000 years old! And here I thought the age of giant sequoias or olive trees was mind-boggling, but now I’m in awe of moss, creosote bushes, and a unassuming-looking box huckleberry that’s at least 8,000 years old (maybe up to 13,000 years). The bristlecone pines look suitably weathered, the huge banyan figs and Japanese cedar are impressive, but I was most wowed by the unexpected, plants I’d never heard of before that are so curious- such as Parinari capensis or the underground forest- a plant whose mass is mainly below the soil, with a small group of leaves poking above ground. And especially the Llareta in Chile- a plant of tiny leaves massed so tightly together it looks like weirdly rounded blobs- I’ve never seen anything like that. I’d sure like to go see it in person someday. That plus Pando, the quaking aspen grove in Utah (80,000 years old) and the Chestnut of a Thousand Horses in Sicily (3,000 years old).

This book is the work of a professional photographer, who spent ten years travelling the world- she literally visited every continent- to view and capture images of the oldest things. Sadly two of them died by the time the book was published, succumbing to activities of humans- and others are threatened by encroaching development or climate change. Several of the species in this book are so rare the author was only allowed to view them from a distance, or to see propagated cuttings, not the original individual itself. When this was written she had a second book in mind, I hope to peruse it someday too. That all said, it felt a tad disappointing: I did wish for more actual information on the organisms in the book. The text is mostly just brief descriptions of the author’s travels and efforts to visit the sites of ancient living things, her emotions on finally seeing them, and a little bit of info gleaned from scientists she contacted or met with. Left me wanting to know much more.

Borrowed from the public library.

Rating: 4/5
270 pages, 2014

by Ursula Murray Husted

My ten-year-old and I both liked this one a lot. It is a very touching story about two young cats who live on an island in Malta (the seaside setting made me think of The Cats of Lamu). Betto is content with their lot- sleeping under a fisherman’s boat and eating fish scraps on the docks. But Cilla wants more in life- a comfortable home with humans perhaps. Another cat tells her about the quiet garden, from an old kitten tale, where humans are always kind and food is plentiful. Cilla is determined to find the garden. Betto doesn’t believe it exists but goes along to make sure his friend is safe. Their journey takes them far from home, through many encounters. They navigate the streets, jump on a bus, ride a ferryboat, have a mishap on the sea, and meet several cats who give them directions. One particularly speaks in obscure riddles. When Cilla finally locates what they think is the quiet garden, it isn’t exactly the paradise they were hoping to find. A poodle tells them a story suggesting they shouldn’t be in want of anything at all. Later when the cats are discouraged and confused, hiding from the rain and feeling their quest failed, they comfort themselves by telling their own story to each other- a story of friendship above all.

I won’t tell you the ending- I did find it satisfying whereas others might think the narrative just went nowhere. But this book is philosophical more than anything else. It’s a story within a story, it’s about finding out what’s important in life. It has nods to The Little Prince and delightfully, pictorial homage to many famous works of art. Sometimes these are in the background as the cats journey through their world, on other pages the cats are actually walking through the art- a tropical fantasy painted by Rousseau, the Bayeux tapestry, ancient tiles from Persia, cave paintings from Lascaux etc- many I recognized, some I did not. On certain pages the artwork depicted seemed to fit what was happening in the cats’ story, but other times it appeared to be a random choice, so I just shrugged and went with it. The author explained in the back which artworks she had chosen to depict, which I appreciated reading. Her own style- well, let’s just say sometimes I thought it looked a bit rushed with awkward lines or poses- occasionally the drawings even appeared childish, but it started to grow on me. They’re certainly very expressive and lively, and there’s lots of detail in the surroundings. Mostly I just really liked the story about the cats, their little arguments, observations on humans, and earnestness in their quest to find what ‘home’ means.

Borrowed from the public library.

Rating: 4/5
182 pages, 2020

365 Days

by Anup and Manoj Shah

Brought this book home from a thrift store just last week, and instead of it sitting for years on my shelf like so many others, I started thumbing through it. Read it in between chapters of two other books, the last stretch in a long afternoon outside by the garden, when for once it was cool enough and breezy so the mosquitoes weren’t bad. Hearing birds and watching them bustle about while reading about wildlife and the change of seasons in a very different, also very hot, part of the world- was nice.

African Odyssey is a book of photographs, taken each one day of the year and presented in sequence as a photography team followed the great migration around the Serengeti plains and the Maasai Mara. They go from the rainy season into dry weather and back into rain. They follow the animals as the herds in turn follow the grass- traversing different types of terrain and river obstacles. Each photograph has a bit of text on a facing page- sometimes a description of the animal depicted, or of the weather they experienced that day, or of an interaction they observed between some species. So there are little stories and glimpses into the lives of the animals, which I liked. Reminded me somewhat of The Long African Day. Most of the photos are of familiar, iconic animals- lions and zebra, wildebeest and vultures, hippos, hyenas, giraffe and leopards. There’s also pictures of many birds I’m not familiar with, and one each of a striped hyena and an aardwolf, rarely seen. I learned a few facts I didn’t know before- such as, that giraffes often suffer heavily from parasites, and many of them die from it. But a lot of the info tidbits were repeated- I didn’t need to read twice that wildebeest are so physically efficient it takes them the same energy output to run as to walk. And while I appreciate that the photos didn’t avoid showing the unpleasant or brutal side of nature- prey animals being killed, predators feeding, young abandoned by their mothers or lost, etc- phrases like sudden death is no stranger on the plains felt a bit overused after a while.

My only other quibble is that the book itself is difficult to hold- it’s very thick and heavy, but has such a short spine, my hands got tired unless I propped it up on something and I didn’t want to torque the binding too much. Visually, the photographs are rich and lively, and I feel like I got a broad picture of what life is like for animals in that area of the world, how their struggles for survival depend on each other and intersect, with a nice amount of detail on individual incidents.

Rating: 3/5
744 pages, 2007

by Betsy Byars

A re-read from my childhood. It\’s about a boy named Alfie who likes to draw, especially cartoons. He\’s proud of his work and daydreams about becoming famous, but mostly keeps the drawings secret, working in a private attic space in his small home. Shared with his mother, older sister and grandfather, this house sounds really tiny. Alfie learns suddenly one day that his married brother lost his job and might come back home with his wife, to stay in the attic. His mother, indifferent to Alfie\’s need for private space, has big plans to spruce up the attic for them. Alfie protests, and when no one listens, locks himself in the attic and refuses to come out.

I had remembered vividly a lot of the details about Alfie\’s drawing- how he gets caught in class drawing instead of doing his math, how he imagines ideas and reworks them on paper- frustrated sometimes when they don\’t come out right. I had forgotten how much of the story is about Alfie\’s family dynamics- the older sister seems the most sympathetic and responsible, the mother feels overworked and exasperated by the grandfather, who bemoans his feelings of uselessness and tells the same stories over and over again. The family spends a lot of time arguing or sitting in front of the television- all the programs sound really inane and annoying- no wonder Alfie preferred to spend time alone attic- but it really makes me wonder if the author had something against tv viewing. I guess this is on my mind because my nine-year-old has been reading Roald Dahl\’s Matilda with her class, which also has a dysfunctional family with the parents really enamored of their television.

SPOILER In case you\’re wondering, Alfie does finally come down from the attic, not because of his mother\’s threats, his grandfather\’s cajoling, his best friend\’s attempts to get him to join activities, or his sister\’s expressions of understanding. For another reason entirely that erased the conflict. The sad thing is that the whole experience made Alfie realize he was avoiding things by spending so much time in the attic with his daydreams and his cartoons, and he made a motion to change that. It isn\’t clear at the ending if he stopped drawing altogether, but it did seem like his attitude towards his artwork had changed.

Rating: 3/5         119 pages, 1978

by Edith Holden

I am not familiar with this author/illustrator, but I do know she has written a Country Diary, which this compilation predates by a year. I expecting something like Wildlings, but this book is much simpler and I admit to being slightly disappointed. While it does have daily notes, where Holden jotted down the wildflowers and bird species she saw on walks through fields and hedgerows, it\’s really just like a list. Very few and far between are any actual incidents or descriptions of wildlife behavior. Most of the text is a collection of poems and quotes about the seasons, or flowers, or the beauties of nature. Wordsworth, Longellow, Shakespeare, Tennyson . . . . but I don\’t read a lot of poetry, especially this type, and personally I did not care for much of it. There are a few interesting tidbits about where the names of the months originated, or special holidays and folklore particular to each season. It was slightly reminiscent of the Treasury of Flower Fairies.

What I really like about this book is the artwork. The detailed paintings and drawings of many different types of wildflowers (quite a few I recognize, considered weeds in my yard!) and birds are just lovely. Delicate, lively and carefully done. It\’s apparent from her notes that Holden carried flowers and foliage home to study and paint from; I wonder if she just had a quick eye or some other means to attain the accuracy of her bird sketches. A few mammals: rabbits, ponies, one fox, but mostly it\’s birds and some butterflies. They really are very nice.

The notes and drawings are from 1905; the book was first published in 1989.

Rating: 3/5             192 pages, 1905

Los Diarios de Cereza
by Joris Chamblain

I bought this book while traveling, because the illustratons intrigued me so much. It\’s the first book I\’ve ever read in Spanish and actually enjoyed, rather than struggling to translate every sentence. I did have to look up quite a few words, but not enough to slow me down. The original is in French.

It\’s about a young girl Cereza who dreams of being a writer and likes to imagine other people\’s secrets. She\’s busy decorating a tree house with her friends when they notice an old man come out of the woods in paint-splattered clothes. They\’re nervous and go home. Cereza comes back later on her own and sees the old man again. She decides to follow him and see what he\’s doing. Without telling her friends and lying to her mom, by the way.

– spoilers ahead –

He\’s painting scenes of animals on the walls of a derelict, abandoned zoo in the forest. Cereza decides to help him and gets her friends and other kids involved in cleaning up the old zoo grounds. Eventually they get some adults of the town involved as well to make major repairs. Delightfully, the artist not only paints animals on the walls, he renews the paintings periodically to make it look like the animals are feeding, new young are born and grow up, etc. It\’s a constantly evolving art form. Cereza convinces him to let the town see, and they open the doors to visitors, bringing memories alive for many of the older citizens and recognition to the old man for his art. The front and end pages of the book are like a diary (in a hard-to-read handwriting font) and some of the later pages are news articles about the revitalized zoo in its new format, and criticism/praise of the old man\’s art. These articles with more formal language was the most difficult for me to read.

– end spoilers –

The story is a nice tidy mystery, and in spite of some flaws (dishonestly, ignoring and criticizing her friends) I rather liked Cereza\’s character. At the end of the book she determines to find a way to talk more openly with her mother, but isn\’t quite there yet. While a big part of it is about friendship and acceptance, I admit I liked best the parts about the old man\’s secret work. I\’m reading this book aloud a second time round with my teen, so she can practice her Spanish, and she\’s quite enjoying it as well.

Rating: 4/5             72 pages, 2017

by Scott McCloud

One of the heftiest graphic novels I\’ve ever read, but the story moves quickly. It\’s about a struggling young artist in New York City- a sculptor named David who is seriously down on his luck. Desperate to make his name, he trades his life in – making a deal with Death (personified as his dead great-uncle Harry) in which he can create anything effortlessly with his hands, but within a limited time frame. At first it is thrilling, then frustrating. Suddenly David realizes he doesn\’t know what to say with his art, and if he does, can it make any difference if no one sees it? The ins and outs of the art scene of New York sound like a massive headache- as I\’ve always imagined. David finally discovers a clever way to subvert the system, and plunges all his energies into creating pieces that will definitely be remembered. But then he falls in love with a theater girl. And finds out that his girlfriend struggles with mental illness. And is suddenly terrified of dying. This book has some heavy subject matter in it- but I didn\’t always get it.The characters often seemed really full of themselves, too angsty- well, at least the main character was. The girlfriend was nice, but rather shallow- there just wasn\’t enough of her in the story. Aside from her obvious role as a recipient of David\’s affections. I don\’t really share the main character\’s views about art. And I don\’t know if I like the way this story ended, at all. Nevertheless, it was a gripping read.

Borrowed from the public library.

Rating: 3/5                      496 pages, 2015

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