Status Updates From Tatlin!

"Tolstoy was at Yasnaya Polyana, eighty and bearded and in peasant dress, out walking, no doubt, in those thin birch groves under a white sky where the sense of the north is a sharp and distant quiet, an intuition shared with the wolf and the owl of the emptiness of the earth."

Davenport's style is really really cool; doubtless he pulls it off even easier w people like me who haven't heard of Vladimir Tatlin, nor've ever cared to learn the names of the teenagers who stumbled across the enormous toros of Lascaux - ah - the airFIELDS of Brescia, Kafka, Wittgenstein.

Best historical fiction this side of WTV.