Pale Fie: the meaning behind the art

So this one was one of the ones where I started off with an idea and I slowly began to realize that I would not be able to express what was going on in my mind, but that didn't meant I wasn't going to try. so the different elements that are going on here stars with the fact that half the image is underneath a piece of glass, and half them are on the surface of the glass. i guess this was my interpretation of not only the reflection that Shade mentions, but also of the way I see Nabokov writing, let me explain...so while the written text is clearly present to be seen by any and all who want to look at it, there are so many things that are going on underneath, and while a person's initial reaction is to look on the surface and find those images interesting, they must not forget how much is going on underneath. And to push that thought even more, at least for our class there is another element that exist beyond the surface, and what it is hidden underneath...it is the reflection of the glass that also holds a story, and I think Nabokov has shown our class that that is very much the case, because even when you think you've got it there is still so much more.

Lolita: the meaning behind the art

Every time we would speak those famous opening lines my mouth would move to the melodic written words LO-LEE-TA. Maybe I'm wrong, but I think that is the only way to speak, think or here the name. I felt like I was connected to the text because my mouth was reacting to the words Nabokov wrote... it was a feeling that was more unique than any other text that I had read before. I mean don't get me wrong, I have responded emotionally and mentally to a text before, but never physically, it was kinda crazy, and still as I'm writing this I feel my mouth moving to speak the immortal name " Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta"

I then added the envelope which is addressed to us as readers, and included inside there is a note card which has the last lines of Lolita scribbled on it...which I like because I feel like that is exactly what he had intended, his books as personal letters addressed to all of his various readers.

Lolita

Pale Fire

Transparent Things

Speak Memory

Light Of My Curiosity

Well My first impression upon reading Lolita was that it was an immensely enjoy able read, and it really gave me an insight into the type of man that Nabokov was through his identity as a writer, but all the while I couldn't help but feel as though I was missing something, and I think that feeling was more telling than I had thought. I walked into class after the first reading of Lolita, and I had a child like excitement to share my discoveries with the class as if we were 2nd grade all over again and it was show-and-tell time...Well I wasn't the only one who had things to show and tell, Dr. Sexson then brought up the Jared's blog in which revealed his discoveries of us as characters in the story that will never cease to exists, thane the class bobbed and weaved though all of one another discoveries and questions, it felt like we all were gaining substantial ground, but at the same time I felt as though the rug was being pulled out from underneath me. Normally this kind of feeling would make me uncomfortable and give me the feeling that can only be described as unpleasant, but alas these feeling were unfamiliar to me, and I actually enjoyed them. It was the feeling of trekking out into unknown territory(and good god that doesn't even hold a candle to reading Nabokov) while at the same time knowing that what you'll discover there will change, push, stretch, and delight you...I'm very excited for where V.D. is leading us, and this is only the beginning.