Status Updates From In Memory of Memory

This sort of meandering writing isn't usually my jam but I'm intrigued. Reads like the sort of nonfiction I enjoy - a mix of the personal and the grand.

“Rembrandt’s self-portraits are beings of a different type. They don’t demand attention, but with all imaginable generosity they offer up to you their own attention. The internal space of the portraits is given over to this, the gaze we meet at the threshold opens up to us, allows us in, creates a soft indent for our momentary stay, a womb-like hollow, deliberately intended for partings.”

what a fucking book

Life is too short to read this! I kept hoping that it would turn into a proper narrative but so far it hasn’t so I’m not reading any more I don’t usually give up but it’s n this case….