Welcome back. You’ll recall that I’m attempting to share my experience of reading Finnegans Wake by capturing some of the visual impressions generated by the text. I’m doing this through a process of annotation and rapid sketchbook notation made whilst ‘in the text’. I make drawings without the use of external visual references to try to get at the images as they are formed in my head. With the text at hand I develop this pictorial notation in other media as part of this visual mode of Wake reading.
Having (re)-entered the Wake through a gap in its circle, alighting on the peculiar shores of its ‘scraggy isthmus’, briefly acclimatising ourselves before thunderously falling through chaos and conflict ‘toofarback’ into its primitive, unstable metropolis and foggy hinterland. And having blurrily witnessed the Eucharistic, cannibalistic wake of the fallen giant/hero, we pass through a watery pastoral landscape on our way to the ‘Wallinstone national museum’, ushered under this historical midden-like ‘museomound’ into its bizarre, claustrophobic, spatially ambiguous interior. Here we are treated to a top-and-tailed tour of the artefacts there collected.
‘This is the way to the museyroom. Mind your hats goan in!’
‘Now yiz are in the Willingdone Museyroom’
‘Mind your boots goan out.’