I am so intrigued with the writing that I have already added another by the same author: Set in Romania in the aftermath of the Second World War and with the country under communist rule, this is a book which tells a harsh and sometimes bleak story in lyrical, quiet prose. Her particular talent is for invoking isolated lives and then smoothing away readers' doubts over these lonesome souls, even when their character defies understanding. There are love affairs, the ties of land and family and, above all, art. We're all so many people, aren't we, nowadays? Meanwhile, there was a light at the end of the tunnel but I just wanted to put my foot on the gas so I could get there. Yet he understands more than those around him realize.
Out of that crumbling of lives and places, she builds an evocative tale portraying that there is beauty even in pain and loss, and even as things change in ways previously unwanted and unimaginable. This book is exceptionally artful, a complete joy to anyone who appreciates deep purposeful prose and lofty ambition. A nameless man is found on the steps of the hospital in Iasi, Romania. Overall, a decent read, beautifully written, and unique in that one of the main characters was a deaf mute. The main reason I stopped reading was because I did not enjoy the writing.
We later discover that she is running away from a past, including a rather privileged background, for reasons of her own. Roz Kaveney in Times Literary Supplement 'Womack excels at vivid and lyrical phrasing. Harding writes beautifully about people and their relationships, and by using Augustin as a silent observer she is able to show the world through a different set of eyes. The end of the book was quite surprising, but again it lacked punch or something that might make it memorable. Also - he's not a painter! The story, set in Romania before and after the Second World War, is essentially about adjusting to lost worlds -- country aristocracy before the war and the Communist take-over destruction or appropriation of their physical world afterwards; lingering over the past and living in the moment; survival, and the friends and enemies that emerge, out of nowhere. And through it all, Ms. There are the people we are inside, then the people we used to be, then there are the people other people think we are.
Though he hasn't seen her in many years, she is the one person he believes who can help him. When earlier, the cook had a child, his deafness went undiagnosed so he remained mute although he was educated with Esta and the other children by the governess in the attic of the wooden villa until she gave up and left him to his compulsive drawing and his love of working with the horses. But while Augustin's world remained the same size Safta's expanded to embrace languages, society - and love, as Augustin watched one long hot summer, in the form of a fleeting young man in a green Lagonda. She is Safta, the little girl of his childhood who, while the daughter of the manor lord, made a connection with the peasant Augustin — mostly through his drawings — that has lasted him a lifetime. He is flooded with images of heaven and hell. She gives space to the stories of those that suffered to come alive with quiet dignity on the page.
So glad I kept reading because this turned out to be a very understated quiet gem of a book. Much of this darkness seems to seep from and surround Augustin. I liked how you analyzed it. The story This book just misses the mark of being great. The book's present follows Augustin, a deaf mute who is found, undernourished and seriously ill, on the steps of Bucharest's hospital. Certainly he does not appear, from the state of him, that he has lived a settled life or even fed regularly for a long time.
Almost as if I had discovered a new Michael Ondaatje. I wish it really existed. It take I would recommend this book to friends although it isn't one of my all time favorites. Georgina Harding is an English author of fiction. And often words lie, while people's actions reveal who they really are. I really did enjoy the experience of reading Painter of Silence by Georgina Harding; it is one of those novels that will stick with you and you cannot help but remember its fond memories.
So glad I kept reading because this turned out to be a very understated quiet gem of a book. Neither is the book about being a deaf-mute, the boy born to the cook. He is nursed back to health by Safta, a nurse who knew him when they were children growing up in a small rural village. The ending is, as others have noted, just a little too tidy but I can't deny that I was kind of hoping it might be that way. No splashy action filled drama. I felt frustrated that I didn't know him better.
. The writing is fine, but there were no parts I felt like marking out as especially significant or beautiful. He is a talented artist, and uses pictures to make sense of the world around him, but he is very withdrawn and makes little attempt to communicate with friends and family. His view is more fascinating because he sees the world in shapes, design and shades. Such is light and shade in modern literature. And there's an editing problem where for a few times the town of Iasi is called Valeanu which isn't a town but the girl's last name.
As other reviews stated, it was something off with it. Georgina Harding's kaleidoscopic new novel will appeal to readers of Anne Michaels, Michael Ondaatje, and Sandor Marai. She is a writer to watch. There is also the chaos and internment camps of the war. This review originally appeared on my blog; I read this book because I am interested in deaf protagonists, but I consider The Painter of Silence a failure in portraying a deaf character.