In-Class Writing: HRC: Dodgson, Beerbohm, Hemingway (11.27.2005)
Through the Lewis Carroll artifacts,
I learned his incredible power of conveying emotion through pictures. While the emotion in some of the pictures is
unclear, such as the one of the three girls, the viewer cannot help but realize
that the meaning of the picture penetrates deeper than the simple visual
depiction of the subject. From the
picture of the crowned girl looking out from the world of childhood, animals
and rocking horses, we see Carroll’s fascination with childhood and growing up,
a fascination that takes textual form in The
Adventures of
It isn’t the covers of Carroll’s books,
but instead his pictures that relate to Pascall’s
statement that “the strength of a man’s virtue is to be measured by the efforts
he makes under ordinary pressure and by his ordinary conduct.” Carroll loved photography and the produces of
his passion reveal his talent and love for his subjects. I can only imagine coming to Carroll’s studio
and being amidst a person who is truly fascinated with you and where you
are. The place his
significance, the confusion of childhood, the strategy of games.
Sometimes I wish I could be someone
else, not because I’m unhappy with myself, but because I wonder what it would
be like to think like someone else. What
would you think if you were an incredible scientist, a gifted writer, the
author of Harry Potter, a painter, or
a teacher? Would I be more
creative? Would I love science? What does it feel like to have a passion as
deep as some people’s? I just want to
know. I’m guessing Max Beerbohm feels the same way. In “Mr. William Archer Really Confusing,” the
subject is trying on different masks, looking into a mirror and writing
notes. He experiences the conversation
the people have with themselves, their inspirations and their thoughts. I want to be him. But then I wonder if it change
me? I will experience incredible passion
and knowledge, but will it remain when I take off the mask and go back to being
me? I don’t think you can steal someone
else’s thunder. I guess I’ll have to
learn and discover for myself.