César Aira's Magic
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I consider Varamo (comedic) and Episode in the Life of a Landscape Painter (tragic) to be standouts among the half-dozen Aira books I've read in English. I imagine a good deal is lost in translation.
There's a certain absurd, freewheeling alchemy to his works, but as tends to be the case with improvisation, they're somewhat hit or miss and require a bit of indulgence on the part of the reader. Luckily, they're mostly novella-length and don't wear out their welcome, so I don't mind giving him my time.
According to the article, he writes in places like McDonald's, which is comical and unsurprising. Likewise that he's an admirer of Raymond Roussel.
I didn't expect that he'd be a Morton Feldman fan, though. His books aren't as methodical, claustrophobic and somber as Feldman's works, but maybe share a similar sense of reflectiveness and focus on small, ephemeral moments.
Borges said that whenever he was again not chosen for the prize, he felt that the committee had made a good decision.
- "Episode in the life of a landscape painter" - mentioned in the article
- "How I became a nun" - an introverted six year old claims to be a boy and a girl, mixes up reality and fantasy, and tastes ice cream
- "The little buddhist monk" - a pint-sized korean monk plays tour guide to some french tourists
- "Birthday" - something between autofiction and memoir, written on Aira's 50th birthday
Hey, that's just a street away from me! They've got awesome steak sandwiches.
I moved to BA this December, and honestly, I just didn't expect to find such a vibrant, colourful, european-ish city in Latin America.