Thursday, 19 October 2017 (8.1150)

The reading group has advance to:

          “But somehow you can’t cotton on to them someway.”   

                    (Lestrygonians U8.1150)

Catherine Meyer, local artist and long-standing member of the reading groups, has sent in a painting inspired by last week's gathering. She writes:

We read an erotic paragraph, where Bloom thinks of his wife, Molly, and his first exciting adventure with at the top of the hill Ben Howth:

“Beauty: it curves: curves are beauty. Shapely goddesses. (...) Can see them library museum standing in the round hall, naked goddesses” (8.920–22).

Bloom thinks of Pygmalion and Galatea and wonders what she would say first at seeing him: “ Mortal” (8.924).  He goes on to think that Mortals have to eat. They stuff food into one hole and out behind (8.929). Then he wonders whether statues have one. 

My painting in pastels and ink shows Galatea as a statue, and in the background Bloom's memory of his wife Molly and her curves.

Catherine Meyer © Zürich 2017