"Sebald’s four novels and his one book of non-fiction are all peppered with black and white images, most of them photographs. Sebald is a long-time amateur photographer and a collector of photographs found at charity shops, at garage sales, in garbage bins, along road sides. In his books, these photographs always arrive unannounced, but always just in time to buoy a claim or stabilize a reference.
In Sebald’s books, the photographs fulfill the role played by the anatomy textbook in Rembrandt’s The Anatomy Lesson. Actually, to be more precise, the photographs fulfill the role played by the anatomy textbook in the scene depicted in Rembrandt’s The Anatomy Lesson. Reading Sebald, we are the members of the Guild of Surgeons, distracted from the subjectivity of the testimony before us by the apparent objectivity of the photographs."
Link: What Counts As True.
Deep in 'Austerlitz' at the moment (one of those books I kept saving for later; let's see how long 'Against the Day' sits on that shelf like an untouched mail-order bride). What I keep thinking over and over again is how conservative, predictable and utterly lacking in courage it makes most other 'literary fiction' of this era seem (all those preening MFA-engineered sentences out there notwithstanding). Strong books come from brave writers; everything else is potboiling, yeah?
Posted by: Steven Augustine | Thursday, February 01, 2007 at 04:01 PM