Stian Hole

“Do you think that there’s anything on the other side of the mirror?” Anna questions her restless father about her mother’s death. Reflections (her mother’s ghost image follows the mountain’s contours, a teapot mirrors an elephant, Anna and father’s pond reflections) and the text’s opening palindromes underscore the mystery of dying. After Anna plunges into the sky, her grieving father follows her through fanciful wonderings about her mother’s whereabouts and doings. Soon they emerge, Anna ready to accompany him to church. Hole’s surreal photocollaged images haunt from opening endpapers where nails rain down until they accede to raining strawberries at the back.… (mais)

“Do you think that there’s anything on the other side of the mirror?” Anna questions her restless father about her mother’s death. Reflections (her mother’s ghost image follows the mountain’s contours, a teapot mirrors an elephant, Anna and father’s pond reflections) and the text’s opening palindromes underscore the mystery of dying. After Anna plunges into the sky, her grieving father follows her through fanciful wonderings about her mother’s whereabouts and doings. Soon they emerge, Anna ready to accompany him to church. Hole’s surreal photocollaged images haunt from opening endpapers where nails rain down until they accede to raining strawberries at the back.… (mais)

Un très beau livre, en images et en texte qui traite très subtilement de comment confronter un départ sans jamais en parler... comment retomber sur ses pieds. Je pense que la traduction est très réfléchie et réussie.

Il y a le ciel, le paradis, Dieu, les souvenirs, des émotions, des questions qui doivent rester sans réponse. Des jeux de mots, des jeux d'images (merveilleuses).

"Pourquoi [Dieu] n'arrive pas à inventer un système qui permettrait à une douleur de se transformer en douceur?"

J'ai finalement compris la signification de l'averse de clous qui tombe du ciel. Je pense à Bob Dylan: It's a hard rain's gonna fall.… (mais)