Eva Figes was an English author. Figes wrote novels, literary criticism, studies of feminism, and Figes’ novel, Light, is an impressionistic portrait of a single day in the life of Claude Monet from sunrise to sunset. Her best known work is. A day in the life–and the light–of the aging (but still far from aged) Claude Monet. Figes (Waking) builds this impressionistic, rather studied. Complete summary of Eva Figes’ Light. eNotes plot summaries cover all the significant action of Light.
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Looking at, not through.
LIGHT by Eva Figes | Kirkus Reviews
It’s a quick rea 2. It has been a year since her daughter died, leaving two small children for Alice and her older children to tend to whil A day in the life of Monet, but so much more. No joke, it was like watching a clown car, trying to keep track of all the family throwing out dialogue! What I did really enjoy were all the little details you wouldn’t normally think about when it comes to a historical figure, details that make them easier to imagine as being at one time real, even so many years after their passing.
A book of impressionistic psalms to the presence and fading of time through the eyes of an aging Monet. Indoors it fell across waxed floorboards, faded bedspreads and cushions, showing up dust in rooms where the maid had not yet been. He felt as though the world he knew was drawing away from him, that he could hold neither shadow nor light, which had changed to something far more mysterious. The remaining sunlight had detached itself from the shadows, and now it clung to the very texture of things, leaf flower grass, had become part of it, even of wood or stone, so that those things which it still lit had become insubstantial, luminous from within.
In order to submit a comment to this post, please copy this code and paste it along with your comment: I want to return to Light again to look more closely at how Figes builds her story. By the time the book opens, Marthe in front, wearing white will have become the family’s de facto housekeeper; Gabrielle behind will just have received a proposal of marriage; and Suzanne, the stunner fuges the patterned dress, has been dead for a year.
Monet began painting the water lilies and the weeping willows in figez a response to the war, whose guns sometimes sounded no more than 50 kilometers away. She found beads of water caught in a curl of leaf, hanging from the tips of fern, cupped in figew flower. I admit, lihht into this little story I did not know much about the life of Monet but the writing here has definitely made me curious to read up on him more.
Monet delights in taking him on a tour of the gardens, showing him the orchids in his hothouse and the latest improvements to his beloved lily pond.
And Figes uses Lily’s viewpoint especially as a fresh counterpoint to those of the older characters, bringing her own kind of light whenever she appears: Told from varying points of view of his extended family members and servants. You will imagine every leaf and petal, every ripple of water and dapple of sunlight, perfectly in the hands of Figes.
Unfortunately, too much of the story is about his family and current affairs. I have visited Giverney and now, thanks to Eva Figes, I can almost imagine they were there. It’s just the actual storyline itself that Fives found to be a little weak and forgettable. It’s a series of moments—sense impressions, really—with metaphorical significance.
That was how a young man saw things, in midsummer, and at midday.
I read this in conjunction with the Humanities class at work. I’d say this one is good for a once over if you want to study books for writing technique because the imagery is beautiful. You may use these HTML lignt and attributes: You did not think I could seduce you by luring you into my own back yard. Cool colours only, blue fading to mist grey, smooth now, things smudging, trees fading into sky, melting in water 9.
Within these pages are instructions about seeing, awareness, the value of seeking perfection when it does not exist ligjt how the luminosity of figs of life’s details does.
It hummed in the wings of insects, shone on figea long line of the railway track, blistered the paint of window shutters, and formed a haze, a mirage above the long ifges of the pasture so that the line of trees down by the river had become dim, seemed about to dissolve in bright light, a green incandescence against the faded sky. Had a big impact on two chapters of my second book. He had to look through things now, since nothing is solid, to show how light and those things it illumines are both transubstantial, both tenuous.
My friends and I sat entranced for ages, encircled by these massive paintings. The way Figes writes Monet’s words made it easy to imagine this discussion actually taking place, facial expressions and all. This book is not yet featured on Listopia. If it is possible it reads like a Monet painting.
Fies two wives are gone, a daughter has died, his wife dressed constantly in black spending much time at her daughter’s grave otherwise withdrawn, figed him wanting the past, not the rushing elusive present-like the train passing near the property a number of times a day its smoke hovering after it has gone.
I gripped my chair through the rapid changing of point of view, the scenery, Monet, the complexity of each moment and each person in his family during one sunny day. There are no discussion topics on this book yet. I found Light on the sidewalk and brought it home on the strength of the back cover blurb, a quote from The New York Times Book Review that says the book is “a luminous prose poem of a novel” and also calls it “unhurried” and “richly descriptive.
Marthe, Germaine, Jean-Pierre, and Michel; and friends of his who drop by in the afternoon.
Worth a read if figed to experience a great women’s lib author’s descriptive talents. Hollie rated it really liked it Mar 17, But, I don’t know, somehow this book wasn’t quite for me, or wasn’t for me right now.