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Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.
Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at the same spot. Unable to find the doll he composed a letter from the doll and read it to her when they met.
‘Please do not mourn me, I have gone on a trip to see the world. I will write you of my adventures.’ This was the beginning of many letters. When he and the little girl met he read her from these carefully composed letters the imagined adventures of the beloved doll. The little girl was comforted.
When the meetings came to an end Kafka presented her with a doll. She obviously looked different from the original doll. An attached letter explained: ‘my travels have changed me…’
Many years later, the now grown girl found a letter stuffed into an unnoticed crevice in the cherished replacement doll. In summary it said: ‘every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.’
The artist Junkhouse is well-known for her street art around Seoul. You can now find her work among commercial spaces as with her recent collaborations with DKNY and now the mega shopping mall Times Square.
via (Marie Tae McDermott, Art&Seoul Mag)
Rohan Maitzen takes a look at the evolution of female characters in crime fiction in her essay, “Spinster, Victim, Soldier, Spy: Dick Francis and The Evolution of Female Characters in Crime Fiction:”
To be sure, the sexist dichotomies of hard-boiled detection are extremes, but historically, crime fiction made little room for women on their own terms. “To Sherlock Holmes, she is always the woman,” Watson says of Irene Adler in “A Scandal in Bohemia.” But who wants to be the woman, rather than her own woman?