Making a relationship is as much a process as drawing or writing. But it's a love that works all the way through. Which isn't to say that there isn't conflict or drama or bickering or argument: that's what relationships are built from, just as surely as anything else. Second, she manages to make a novel out of a functional, loving and above all happy relationship, which rather runs against Tolstoy's First Law. We spend no time considering the Awesome Majesty of the Artist's Calling, and we also pass over the Terrible Agony of the Artist's Lot. And this book does two genius things geniusly, which I'm going to mention here briefly and then completely ignore.įirst she manages to write about art, and artists, and the production of art, without blundering into either bathetic grandiosity or self-pity. It takes one paragraph of 'The Hemulen who Loved Silence'. It takes five minutes in the company of any of the Moomin books to work that out. Tove Jansson is a genius, but then you knew that. Fair Play by Tove Jansson, translated by Thomas Teal (Sort Of Books, 2007)
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