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Sunday 25 March 2018

Thursday, 22 March 2018 (12.959)


The group has now reached:

          “he never ate.”

                    (Cyclops U12.959)

Catherine Meyer sends a drawing, explaining:


I mingled two different statements from the last reading, both of which I think show the same kind of humour: “Arsing around from one pub to another” (12.752) and a few lines later “Let me, said he, so far presume upon our acquaintance which, however slight it may appear if judged by...” (12.786). 

An Irish scholar once said to Fritz Senn that one could read this kind of formally polite interpolation as being spoken by somebody who is not quite steady on his legs.

On my painting you can see that arsing around or being polite leads to the same dancing scene.


Catherine Meyer © Zürich 2018





Saturday 17 March 2018

Thursday, 15 March 2018 (12.711)

The last reading stopped at:

          “of his jaws.”

                    (Cyclops U12.711)

Catherine Meyer sends a painting to illustrate the passage the group has just read. She writes:


Those “jaws” gave me the opportunity to paint another growling towser. The scene is an intimate conversation between the Citizen and his old towser Garry Owen.

I googled “Garry Owen”, because I wanted to know whether the name had a specific reference or an additional meaning. I was quite excited when I found out that “Garry Owen” also refers to an Irish tune for a quickstep dance. It was selected as a marching tune for British, Canadian and American military formations. 

So I guess the Citizen, as a nationalist, can be seen as debating in a duet with his dog Garry Owen, who personifies the English.

Catherine Meyer © Zürich 2018


Thursday 8 March 2018

Thursday, 8 March 2018 (12.497)

The last reading stopped at: 

          “bloody mongrel”

                    (Cyclops U12.497)


Catherine Meyer sends a painting as illustration for this blog post. She writes:

I had fun painting this picture in pastels. Dignam comes back, which prompted me to try to capture some of the scene visually. The ghost appears in the return room (Fritz Senn likes this word because, in French, „ce sont les revenants“).

The immortal soul is on the left-hand side of the picture “under the commode” waiting “to be soled” (12.368–69). Note the distinctive feature of my mirror writing: with two hands at the same time, in two directions.

Catherine Meyer © Zürich 2018

Sunday 4 March 2018

Thursday, 1 March 2018 (12.243)

Last week, the group started episode 12, “Cyclops”. It stopped:

          “with a click”

                    (Cyclops U12.243)



Catherine Meyer, local artist and long-standing member of the reading groups, sends an image for this blog entry that renders a particular favourite of the week's reading: “He drink me my teas. He eat me my sugars. Because he no pay me my moneys” (12.31–32). She explains: “The picture is painted in pastel and charcoal. I did not paint his hands (they are under the table) because he can not pay the money.”

Catherine Meyer © Zürich 2015