Sunday, 30 June 2013

The color purple by Alice Walker: a brief overview

In this heartwarming epistolary novel, which is the story of two sisters, Celie and Nettie, Alice Walker condemned racist and sexual oppression and harshly criticized the brutality with which black women in particular in the South to the victims. It's an extraordinary, painful and unpleasant history playing Celies life over two decades by the beginning of their cards at the age of 14, when she is sexually abused by her stepfather, who later removed their children.

Celie that begins the real nightmare with her marriage with Albert, that rather needs a servant as a wife and four children care, take care of your home and work in their areas but Celie is happy to save the claws to marry him to her sister, Nettie of his father. The latter restricted to leave so they reject sexual advances is the husband of his sister but to Africa as a missionary commitment, write to Celie. With this painful separation and a total silence by Nettie deteriorates their lives and Celie begins to write to God; a correspondence without response from hope, but nevertheless this missive to save them from despair... "Dear Lord" retrograde, continuing and is miserable state describe the nightmare of violence and isolation, but also the hope when her husband her lover Shug Avery for Celie brings home her back to health.

This girl is different as Celie sexy and independent with Shug discovers the secret of the Netties silence has been her husband of his sister hiding letters in a locked trunk and find opened a new world for her. With the sensual Shug Avery Celie is familiar with your body, learn self esteem and love; the extent of the abuse suffered in her husband to realize also the strength to start a new life with Shug gives you. Letters from his sister become completely, when he learns that his father was not really his biological parents and his childhood home actually belonged to her and Nettie, since her mother died.

These letters also show that her sister Nettie lives with a clergy, who adopted his two sons and a few decades later, when you sisters are finally again a joyful meeting. The author uses the themes of violence and sexual abuse, a stunning effect and the development of the main character of Celie, its transformation from a sample in this excellent novel unhappy and miserable person in a woman, independent, successful and happy.

Saturday, 29 June 2013

Write a book - my age

It doesn't matter what anyone thinks there always room for change and improvement. We all have times when we say to ourselves, I want more, more. It is always in our minds, but never does not matter, because we are not afraid or they were discouraged.

I have in the last few months sat down and began to write ideas on a piece of paper on women in the 1960's, you are looking for change, a change in their daily routine, their lives in General and which encourage to do it always wanted to do. It is not easy to make a change, especially if you are now in your golden years. You are no more a child, and the idea of a change now scares you or makes you skeptical. What will people say, and will react? Family and friends about your taste look two heads, if you want a meeting, a specific task. You try to discourage, though most of them support, it must decide will offer what you want.

Well, I have years, looking to do more here, in my late 60s. Life is full of surprises, and no doubt was one for me. I never thought I'd have a pen and write ideas in my head, then give up and send it to a Publisher. Do wonders never cease? The best surprise is that it has been accepted. My family and my friends were impressed and congratulated me for this performance. I was a little nervous to tell them at the beginning, but when I did I was convinced and knew that I could record everything. I'm sure that since you're reading this, you say to yourself, Yes, I wanted to always have something to do, but I was skeptical, I was not the right time for me, I have no resources or just excuse of all time.

My short book is not new, but now I think that my message about the women of the world-is time. If you want something for you, later. Be never discouraged or fear. We cannot depend on only this way once, let's see when we left. You have a girl!

Friday, 28 June 2013

Book review: the veneciano-esposa of Nick Bantock

What I thought was a novel about a Victorian quest to complete a collection of magnificent sculptures of ancient India would be.

What I am really interested in the book was the title, since I was looking for something to break habitual reading I have my usual authors. This turned out to be a fusion of art and Indian myth and the search after being a ghost of the computer to complete the collection of lost, his beloved after an enforced separation of five hundred years met with.

This is my first time to read Nick Bantock and I find it very interesting, does not mention his approach to Indian art and myth. The story that is a curator of a Museum and used by a mysterious Mr. Conti as they to find the remaining four sculptures from his enormous collection focuses on Sara Wolfe.

Highlights of the book: issues, problems and characterization
(Warning: spoilers included)

There are three things about the Venetian woman, which find me very interesting. The book provides first introduce collages of Kunst-Werke and captivating sculptures, who believe the myth of the Indian. Here again the customs of their gods and the concept of reincarnation, as well as the journey of life are themselves.

Second, you get interesting characters to meet, tell their astonishment and accessories of sculptures all have their own story. This is where the acquisition of ancient treasures and works of art by individuals and surface collector, rather than return to their country or place of origin in the care of people with care for its conservation.

Recurring themes are passion, love, religion and life. These are seen in the growth of Sara, how she gives the first step in their freedom and which is capable of taking a firm grip on love. Niccolo Conti not everything in his power, his wife wishes, as well as his desire to be with her as much, too long to be merged to meet. Employers and employees have a deep reverence for life and the way that have exercised their powers to indigenous deities.

You can enjoy this book?

Seeing that the book is all about growth, the Indian myth and art, Nick Bantocks can be interesting book you know well to people who collect deities, Indies, sculptures and art. This makes reading a light, beautiful collages, photographs and paintings, and only 130 pages. Makes for a nice weekend read and gives a sense of what art collectors for complacency or working for employers, makes a mysterious.

Saturday, 22 June 2013

A summary of "The mask of the Red death" of Edgar

The mask of the Red death is a great allegorical story that tells the story of a mysterious and terrible, disease that decimated the population of an imaginary country. The symptoms of this terrible disease are headache, dizziness, severe bleeding and red spots on the body and the faces of the victims. This pest kills in about thirty minutes, and therefore the Red stain on a man caused it by the people are rejected. "The"happy"dauntless"ruler of the country, the prosperous Prince, with thousands of healthy noble friends hide in one"Abbey of CIME". This place has enough food, suffering, suffering, while it let her subjects celebration parties.

After five or six months, Prospero chooses, this tracks has a large masquerade ball in the seven rooms of the imperial suite at the West. Instead of one long the Prince Hall Chambers has, sharp curves and large Windows on each side, which dominate the surrounding corridor are arranged. Each room is purple-colored with the first blue who knows second purple, the third green, the fourth Orange, the fifth and the sixth by others. As for the seventh room is completely in black velvet, but the Windows are a deep red. Guests staying away from the seventh room as the light shines through the window of the corridors to create a horrible effect. In this room a clock of ebony there are huge swings of the whose pendulum ominously and Peal was so powerful that anyone with fear stop, until the sound of wind chimes when everyone is nervously continued their actions.

On the day of the party, custom costumes are wild and grotesque, and the State is like a "multitude of dreams" despite failure prevailing entertainment by the clock of ebony. The party dresses as a corpse, including a very convincing mask with the characteristic red spot at its peak, as midnight suggests the sinister twelve chimes and everyone keeps as usual and suddenly looks like a figure. Dressed as red death! This unexpected and frightening intrusion enerva prosperous Prince, who ordered his guards to capture and discredit the "spectral image".

None of the guests or even prosperous have the audacity to take visitors and slides the Red death slowly from the Prince, in the Blue Hall, goes from a room to another goal in the direction of the black space. However angry and ashamed of his cowardice, prosperous through the rooms, he rushes at the edge of that achieved in the last quarter, when it faced the spy and dead drops. Surprise guests drop in the figure still determine only the dismay that there is nothing under the mask and costume. Red death "as a thief in the night" appear one after another, succumb to death and last party Assistant dies, ebony clock stops working "and darkness and decay and the Red death instead of documentary photography all govern."

Friday, 21 June 2013

Mughal Empire: tooth snake

Fort of Agra, Northwest India, 1628

The brightness of the sunlight on the blade of the dagger was Shah Jahan at the last moment. As his right arm to protect the neck released, he felt blade slice in the muscle just below the elbow. Blood began immediately on its silver throne and drips down. Backward accidents starting even with such force, that was his throne, he grabbed the arm of his attacker until he could attack again. With all their strength the shot the man, who was only slight, the marble had been podium on the throne. As his attacker who met the ball with an impact crash hit his head turban and loosened its control on his dagger. Turn so strong that it broke the contraction to hear, like the doll the hand of the attacker back, Shah Jahan ripped the gun from his hands and fell with the knee and weight on the chest of the murderer. Immediately, his bodyguards dressed in green were around him, but I knew that she would have been too late save him.

When he on his feet once more plants of Shah Jahan crunched sandals in rubies and turquoise was expelled from the throne of silver for his death. He looked at his attackers difficult his guards first around your feet and then, after throwing his arms firmly behind him, appeared in the knee had drawn. Shah Jahan recognized half of his attacker, who in court costume was dressed and didn't look younger.

"Who are you? Why he attacked his Emperor? "

Initially, the young man did not respond. Then a bodyguard of black beard kicked it hard on your kidneys twice. "Ismail Khan, nephew of Jani. She died because her husband, killed his own brother Khusrau. She could not life without it. I have revenge to her. She took me to her family, when my parents died. "

Yes, of course, Ismail Khan... He had to be imploring him to court his own wife Mumtaz allowed, after his accession to the throne. Had clearly been too generous, naive thinking could be the divisions of the civil war, he came to the throne, quickly or easily cured. Increasing pain in her right arm, Miró. The Golden fabric gashed his robe was soaked in blood. It was his hand and fingers on the white marble small Crimson form allow. He needs his wound attended to quickly. It lifted his arm to stop the flow of blood, as it had done when you are injured in the fight. "There is no doubt, he will die Ismail Khan, but first they have caused fear and repent of their actions while you have the wound a little time to dress your legitimate emperor death." How his version will depend on what you tell me of his accomplices. "