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the anatomy lesson

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Smith, Z. (2006). the anatomy lesson. In Smith, Z. On Beauty. Penguin Books, pp. 127-272

152

Awful pretty with those provocative schoolgirl’s bangs running into light brown waves of sumptuous hair, which curved over her left eye like Veronica Lake’s and continued all the way down to her miniature hips. For the life of him Jack could never figure out why women of a certain age cut off all their hair like that.

lol

—p.152 by Zadie Smith 2 years, 2 months ago

Awful pretty with those provocative schoolgirl’s bangs running into light brown waves of sumptuous hair, which curved over her left eye like Veronica Lake’s and continued all the way down to her miniature hips. For the life of him Jack could never figure out why women of a certain age cut off all their hair like that.

lol

—p.152 by Zadie Smith 2 years, 2 months ago
154

[...] He had offered them a Rembrandt who was neither a rule breaker nor an original but rather a conformist; he had asked them to ask themselves what they meant by ‘genius’ and, in the perplexed silence, replaced the familiar rebel master of historical fame with Howard’s own vision of a merely competent artisan who painted whatever his wealthy patrons requested. Howard asked his students to imagine prettiness as the mask that power wears. To recast Aesthetics as a rarefied language of exclusion. He promised them a class that would challenge their own beliefs about the redemptive humanity of what is commonly called ‘Art’. ‘Art is the Western myth,’ announced Howard, for the sixth year in a row, ‘with which we both console ourselves and make ourselves.’ Everybody wrote that down.

—p.154 by Zadie Smith 2 years, 2 months ago

[...] He had offered them a Rembrandt who was neither a rule breaker nor an original but rather a conformist; he had asked them to ask themselves what they meant by ‘genius’ and, in the perplexed silence, replaced the familiar rebel master of historical fame with Howard’s own vision of a merely competent artisan who painted whatever his wealthy patrons requested. Howard asked his students to imagine prettiness as the mask that power wears. To recast Aesthetics as a rarefied language of exclusion. He promised them a class that would challenge their own beliefs about the redemptive humanity of what is commonly called ‘Art’. ‘Art is the Western myth,’ announced Howard, for the sixth year in a row, ‘with which we both console ourselves and make ourselves.’ Everybody wrote that down.

—p.154 by Zadie Smith 2 years, 2 months ago

(adjective) tending to cause discontent, animosity, or envy / (adjective) envious / (adjective) of an unpleasant or objectionable nature; obnoxious / (adjective) of a kind to cause harm or resentment

159

I need you to appreciate that I have been placed in an extremely invidious situation

—p.159 by Zadie Smith
notable
2 years, 2 months ago

I need you to appreciate that I have been placed in an extremely invidious situation

—p.159 by Zadie Smith
notable
2 years, 2 months ago
181

‘Well, if you really feel like that, then you need to get your fellow employees together and implement some kind of direct action.’

‘I don’t even know what that is.’

Over their toast and coffee, Levi’s father explained the principles of direct action as it was practised between 1970 and 1980 by Howard and his friends. He spoke at length about someone called Gramsci and some people called the Situationists. Levi nodded quickly and regularly, as he had learned to do when his father made speeches of this kind. He felt his eyelids tugging low and his spoon heavy in his hand.

‘I don’t think that’s how things go down now,’ Levi said at last, gently, not wanting to disappoint his father, but needing to catch the bus. It was a nice enough story, but it was making him late for work.

lol

—p.181 by Zadie Smith 2 years, 2 months ago

‘Well, if you really feel like that, then you need to get your fellow employees together and implement some kind of direct action.’

‘I don’t even know what that is.’

Over their toast and coffee, Levi’s father explained the principles of direct action as it was practised between 1970 and 1980 by Howard and his friends. He spoke at length about someone called Gramsci and some people called the Situationists. Levi nodded quickly and regularly, as he had learned to do when his father made speeches of this kind. He felt his eyelids tugging low and his spoon heavy in his hand.

‘I don’t think that’s how things go down now,’ Levi said at last, gently, not wanting to disappoint his father, but needing to catch the bus. It was a nice enough story, but it was making him late for work.

lol

—p.181 by Zadie Smith 2 years, 2 months ago

(adjective) kind obliging / (adjective) dutiful / (adjective) volunteering one's services where they are neither asked nor needed; meddlesome / (adjective) informal unofficial

199

They were speaking to each other with tinkling officiousness, like two administrators filling out a form together.

—p.199 by Zadie Smith
notable
2 years, 2 months ago

They were speaking to each other with tinkling officiousness, like two administrators filling out a form together.

—p.199 by Zadie Smith
notable
2 years, 2 months ago
236

‘The stupid thing is,’ continued Jerome, fiddling with a ring on his pinkie finger, ‘Kiki still loves him. It’s so obvious. I just don’t get that – how you can love someone who says no to the world like that – I mean, so consistently? It’s only when I’m away from home and I’m talking to non-family people that I can see how psychotic he is. The only music in the house now is, like, Japanese electro. Soon we’ll just have to tap on pieces of wood. This is a guy who wooed his wife by singing half of The Magic Flute outside her apartment. Now he won’t even let her have a painting she likes in the house. Because of some deranged theory in his head, everybody else has to suffer. It’s such a denial of joy – I don’t even know how you can stand living there.’

—p.236 by Zadie Smith 2 years, 2 months ago

‘The stupid thing is,’ continued Jerome, fiddling with a ring on his pinkie finger, ‘Kiki still loves him. It’s so obvious. I just don’t get that – how you can love someone who says no to the world like that – I mean, so consistently? It’s only when I’m away from home and I’m talking to non-family people that I can see how psychotic he is. The only music in the house now is, like, Japanese electro. Soon we’ll just have to tap on pieces of wood. This is a guy who wooed his wife by singing half of The Magic Flute outside her apartment. Now he won’t even let her have a painting she likes in the house. Because of some deranged theory in his head, everybody else has to suffer. It’s such a denial of joy – I don’t even know how you can stand living there.’

—p.236 by Zadie Smith 2 years, 2 months ago