This Living Hand: And Other Essays

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When the multitalented biographer Edmund Morris (who writes with equal virtuosity about Theodore Roosevelt, Ronald Reagan, Beethoven, and Thomas Edison) was a schoolboy in colonial Kenya, one of his teachers told him, тАЬYou have the most precious gift of allтАФoriginality.тАЭ That quality is abundantly evident in this selection of essays. They cover forty years in the life of a maverick intellectual who can be, at whim, astonishingly provocative, self-mockingly funny, and richly anecdotal. (The title essay, a tribute to Reagan in cognitive decline, is poignant in the extreme.)
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Whether Morris is analyzing images of Barack Obama or the prose style of President Clinton, or exploring the riches of the New York Public Library Dance Collection, or interviewing the novelist Nadine Gordimer, or proposing a hilarious тАЬDiet for the Musically Obese,тАЭ a continuous cross-fertilization is going on in his mind. It mixes the cultural pollens of Africa, Britain, and the United States, and┬а propogates hybrid flowersтАФsome fragrant, some strange, some a shock to conventional sensibilities.
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Repeatedly in This Living Hand, Morris celebrates the physicality of artistic labor, and laments the glass screen that todayтАЩs e-devices interpose between inspiration and execution. No presidential biographer has ever had so literary a тАЬtakeтАЭ on his subjects: he discerns powers of poetic perception even in the obsessively scientific Edison. Nor do most writers on music have the verbal facility to articulate, as Morris does, what it is about certain sounds that soothe the savage breast. His essay on the pathology of BeethovenтАЩs deafness breaks new ground in suggesting that tinnitus may explain some of the weird aural effects in that composerтАЩs works. Masterly monographs on the art of biography, South Africa in the last days of apartheid, the romance of the piano, and the role of imagination in nonfiction are juxtaposed with enchanting, almost unclassifiable pieces such as тАЬThe Bumstitch: Lament for a Forgotten FruitтАЭ (Morris suspects it may have grown in the Garden of Eden); тАЬThe Anticapitalist Conspiracy: A WarningтАЭ (an assault on The Chicago Manual of Style); тАЬNuages Gris: Colors in Music, Literature, and ArtтАЭ; and the uproarious тАЬWhich Way Does Sir Dress?тАЭ, about ordering a suit from the most expensive tailor in London.
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Uniquely illustrated with images that the author describes as indispensable to his creative process, This Living Hand is packed with biographical insights into such famous personalities as Daniel Defoe, Henry Adams, Mark Twain, Evelyn Waugh,┬а Truman Capote, Glenn Gould, Jasper Johns, W. G. Sebald, and Winnie the PoohтАФnot to mention a gallery of forgotten figures whom Morris lovingly restores to тАЬlife.тАЭ Among these are the pianist Ferruccio Busoni, the poet Edwin Arlington Robinson, the novelist James Gould Cozzens, and sixteen so-called тАЬUndistinguished Americans,тАЭ contributors to an anthology of anonymous memoirs published in 1902.
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Reviewing that book for The New Yorker, Morris notes that even the most unlettered persons have, on occasion, тАЬpower to send forth surprise flashes, illuminating not only the dark around them but also more sophisticated shadowsтАФfor example, those cast by public figures who will not admit to private failings, or by philosophers too cerebral to state a plain truth.тАЭ The author of This Living Hand is not an ordinary person, but he too sends forth surprise flashes, never more dazzlingly than in his final essay, тАЬThe Ivo Pogorelich of Presidential Biography.тАЭ

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Edmund Morris was born and educated in Kenya and went to college in South Africa. He worked as an advertising copywriter in London before immigrating to the United States in 1968. His first book, The Rise of Theodore Roosevelt, won the Pulitzer Prize and the National Book Award in 1980. Its sequel, Theodore Rex, won the Los Angeles Times Award for Biography in 2002. In between these two books, Morris became President ReaganтАЩs authorized biographer, and published the national bestseller Dutch: A Memoir of Ronald Reagan. More recently he has written Beethoven: The Universal Composer and completed his Theodore Roosevelt trilogy with Colonel Roosevelt. Edmund Morris lives in New York City and Kent, Connecticut, with his wife and fellow biographer, Sylvia Jukes Morris.

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