Wednesday, November 6, 2019
JAMES JOYCE Essays - Mythology, Prophecy, James Joyce, Free Essays
JAMES JOYCE Essays - Mythology, Prophecy, James Joyce, Free Essays    JAMES JOYCE      Now, as never before, his strange name seemed to him a prophecy. So    timeless seemed the grey warm air, so fluid and impersonal his own    mood, that all ages were as one to him. [...] Now, at the name of the    fabulous artificer, he seemed to hear the noise of dim waves and to see    a winged form flying above the waves and slowly climbing the air. What    did it mean? Was it a quaint device opening a page of some medieval    book of prophecies and symbols, a hawklike man flying sunward above the    sea, a prophecy of the end he had been born to serve and had been    following through the mists of childhood and boyhood, a symbol of the    artist forging anew in his workshop out of the sluggish matter of the    earth a new soaring impalpable imperishable being? (A Portrait of the    Artist as a Young Man, 192)        His soul had arisen from the grave of boyhood,  spurning  her    graveclothes. Yes! Yes! Yes! He would create proudly out of the freedom    and power of his soul, as the great artificer whose name he bore, a    living thing, new and soaring and beautiful, impalpable, imperishable.    (A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, 193)        Some of its original readers, Virginia Woolf or T.S. Eliot, hailed  Joyce's work as "the most important expression which the present age has  found."[1] Others, like Bennett or Aldington, were repelled by it, seeing  it as "a tremendous libel on humanity."[2] Yet, no matter if they praised  it for being able "to come closer to life"[3] or loathed it for being  "indecent, obscene, scatological and licentious"[4], all agreed  that  Joyce's work was remarkable, technically successful,  an  astonishing  literary phenomenon.    Of the English modernist novelists' works, Joyce's most strikingly  asserts itself as art, the art of fiction - art as a form of knowledge, art  as autonomous, art as a form of expression enjoying the advantage of a  medium of its own. Of all the English modernists' works, Joyce's is the  indubitable evidence that if there is any difference at all between realism  and modernism in literary terms, it does not reside so much in the sense  realism and modernism make of the real, but in the new status assigned to  literature. Thus Joyce's work may be seen as an unparalleled artistic  answer to the essential modernist questions relating to the essence of the  literary act.    What is the proper stuff of fiction?    "The proper stuff of fiction" does not exist; everything is a proper  stuff of fiction, every feeling, every thought; every quality of the brain  and spirit is drawn upon; no perception comes amiss. And if we can imagine  the art of fiction come alive and standing in our midst, she would  undoubtedly bid us break her and bully her, as well as honour her, for so  her youth is renewed and her sovereignty assured."[5]    How is the material that life provides to be made into art?    "Any method is right, every method is right, that expresses what we  wish to express, if we are writers; that brings us closer to the novelist's  intention, if we are readers."[6]    What Joyce demonstrates through his work is that, if fiction is to be  raised to the status of art, this can be done only through focus on the  potentialities of what gives the art of fiction its specificity in relation  to the other arts, that is language and technique. This does not mean that  Joyce's narrative strategy necessarily, and exclusively, implies  the  adoption of completely new techniques, that is techniques that had not been  also used by his predecessors. Joyce's originality, much of the difficulty  presupposed by the reading of his texts being caused by it, resides in the  variety and the combination of techniques. For Joyce, each method is seen  as a pathway to knowledge. The more variations on a method he could  imagine, the deeper the meaning that began to surface. The less expected  the combination of methods, the richer the aspects of reality that were  likely to be revealed. By this strategy, Joyce did in no way attempt to  destroy the illusion of reality or to discard as useless the methods  employed to create this illusion. He rather tried to "heighten our  awareness of the techniques he so skilfully deploys by raising questions  about our strategies of interpretation."[7]    Understanding Joyce always means more than just reading his novels for  the    
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