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The Paper Garden by Molly Peacock

lyram's review against another edition

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adventurous hopeful informative inspiring reflective slow-paced

4.5

mindthebook's review against another edition

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3.0

Boken var så rätt, där inne på Old Niagara Bookshop. Ett av alla idylliskt oktobersoliga trähus i brittisk stil i Niagara-on-the-Lake. Den är inte större än en standardpocket, men känns överraskande fysiskt tung p.g.a. tryckt på glansigt papper, till för att framhäva Delanys collageblommor. Hon sägs vara en föregångare inom mixed media.

Läsningen drog ut på tiden för jag orkar som vanligt inte med uppräkningar av olika Earls och Reverends, high society-kusiner, halvroyals och för all del helroyals. Författaren väver också in sin egen biografi, så rätt vad det är handlar det om en Mike. Läsupplevelsen blir då lite skev.

Gick faktiskt till British Museum och sökte upp rummet där pappersblommorna fortfarande finns i kollektionen och man kan se spår av limmet och hennes process. Gillar också när London känns tidlöst trots sekler emellan oss; att Kew (där vi jobbar) och Lincoln's Inn Fields (vår torsdagstennisbana) nämns en passant.

stephanie_opp's review against another edition

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4.0

Beautiful combination of art history, biography and poetry that is wholly original.

laurynreads's review against another edition

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hopeful informative inspiring slow-paced

4.0

Shout out to the Brookline Booksmith used book cellar for this hidden gem! This is why I love buying used books—you get introduced to books and people you’ve never heard of. Mary Delany was an interesting person to read about, her botanically accurate proto-collages are stunning, and I LOVE a nonfiction book written by a poet, Peacock did such a great job structuring the narrative and working in themes from the mosaics and she always mentioned her methodology! I live for a nonfiction book where the writer brings us into the research process!!

ainsleym's review against another edition

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2.0

For an author who claims to think that ~12 line poems are the perfect length, this book sure is overwritten, which is such a shame because Mary Delany is so interesting and her art is so incredible!!!

Things I liked:
- the amount of historical detail
- the inclusion of so many direct quotes from Mary Delany and the people she interacted with
- the full page, full color images of her art

Things I didn't like:
- the lack of art history scholarship applied to her work: even though I knew this was a biography, I had still hoped for more about the art itself
- the unsupported sexual interpretations of her art, which I found unconvincing because she was imitating life and would've selected colors and shapes that matched the real plants she was replicating
- the overly dramatic writing style
- the forced inclusion of comparisons to the author's own life: it's always interesting to learn why someone chooses to write a biography of someone else, but I think this would've been better as a foreword or afterword so that the author could explain how she found Mary Delany in a more natural way instead of finding oftentimes forced connections between her life and Mary Delany's in order to fit it into every chapter

I'd love to read more about Mary Delany but I really don't think this was the best way to do so for me. Too much poetry/memoir, not enough scholarship for my tastes in nonfiction. 

jenniferstringer's review against another edition

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3.0

It's fun to read in the internet age. These collages are available to be seen through the British Museum website. You can click on the image and magnify. Incredible artistry.

beastreader's review against another edition

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3.0

Mary Delany was born to Colonel Bernard Granville and Mary Granville. She grew up in a moderate home. She learned several different languages and took a liking to paper cutting. It wasn’t until she was married to Mr. Delany that Mary revisiting her artist side and her paper cutting. At this time Mary was seventy-two years old. The artwork Mary produced gained her lots of praise. Mary would cut out fake flowers or other items out of paper and than recreate beautiful artwork. She called her artwork “Paper Mosaiks”.

I did like this book. At times it even read a bit like an instruction manual. This is because the author was detailed in her description of Mary’s artwork. While on one hand, I enjoyed this and on the other hand at times I felt like the book moved at a really slow pace. For me I didn’t read every chapter. I did at first but after a while, I sort of skimmed parts and than picked up again towards the end. I did not feel like I missed anything by doing this. Molly Peacock seemed very enthusiastic in regards to Mary and her artwork. In turn this helped make this book an interesting read versus a dull one. Towards the end of each chapter, the author would interject some of her experiences or inspirations. The portraits displayed throughout this book are beautiful. I wish I could show you some of the pictures but I guess if you really want to see them you will have to pick up a copy of this book for yourself.

kathieboucher's review against another edition

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4.0

What an inspiration--an English gentlewoman of the 18th century who invents a new art form at the age of 72. Mrs. Delany's paper flower collages are, in themselves, wonderful. But I was even more charmed by the excerpts from her letters, which allowed her glowing personality to jump off the page. Loved the insights in to 18th century mores and thought.

aoosterwyk's review against another edition

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4.0

This biography of Mary Delaney contains beautiful reproductions of her flower mosaics. She began making them at the age of 72, after losing her second husband.
Her life (1700-1788) was spent between England and Ireland, at court and in the country.
Read it straight through in one day.

kris45's review against another edition

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2.0

Like many reviewers, I assumed I would love this book as it’s a beautiful presentation.

But like others, I found the author’s interpretations of the flowers both presumptuous and contrived, and the interjections of her own childhood distracting and irrelevant.