21 January 2007

Mayweed's Map of Moledom

Duncton Wood by William Horwood (1980)

There's been a glut of CG animal flicks, so here's something a little different. Welcome to the scurrying world of animal fantasy literature! Duncton Wood is the bestselling first work in William Horwood's six-book epic about moles. Horwood's 'moledom' uses a limited anthropomorphism: his moles have the ability to write, chant liturgy and practice martial arts, but are otherwise styled naturalistically. This is unlike Brian Jacques' Redwall books but similar to Richard Adams' rabbits in Watership Down (1972).

Duncton Wood is an epic modern mythology, and some suggest it trumps The Lord of the Rings—perhaps not such a difficult thing, depending on your take on Tolkien! Horwood weaves a tale of struggle, love, renewal, and prophecies fulfilled. The story centres around the lives of Bracken and Rebecca, following them from puphood into adulthood. The final third of the book shifts—or loses—momentum as the massive story burrows even further afield. This aside, Duncton Wood is magnificently crafted.

Horwood's prose is passionate and evocative, powerfully and tenderly expressing a great sweep of feeling from beauty to horror to serenity. Duncton Wood brims wonderfully with protracted descriptions of woodland flora and fauna throughout the seasons. There is some strong content rendered so vividly by Horwood that even adults may find it sickening. The style of Horwood's books is quite unlike Redwall: they are far more complex and subtle and are recommended for older readers.

One of the most remarkable aspects of the Duncton series is its deep religious dimension, distinguishing it from both fantasy works generally and other pieces of 'rodent fantasy'. It is an element that gives Horwood's moledom some similarity with Christian fiction. Rather than a mere description of a detailed religious system, Duncton Wood's religion of 'the Stone' is central to the lives and destinies of every character in its story. The Stone refers to the megaliths found throughout England, most famously at Stonehenge, at which Horwood's moles worship. The Stone is the all-encompassing life force, resembling Brahman in Hinduism. All moles come from the Stone, return to the Stone and are one in the Stone, as is the entire natural world. This is essentially pantheistic. Even the focal story of Bracken and Rebecca's love is ultimately significant because they discover in the Stone the unity of their beings. The Stone itself is impersonal and, well, stony. It is unknowable, it is essentially defined by its silence. However, while hatred and darkness are presumably also part of the Stone, the Duncton series describes the struggle for ascendancy of love and light. At the same time, Duncton Wood draws on mystical and contemplative expressions of Christianity (Horwood himself is an ex-Christian). This is seen in the use of terms like 'grace' and the monastic activities of the scribemoles. Altogether there is a flavour that is a curious mixture of New Age and churchiness.


Many of the themes of Duncton Wood will have some immediate appeal to Christians, like redemption, sacrifice, weakness, suffering, healing, and spiritual struggle. As the series continues, Horwood's religious scope broadens to include sectarianism, inquisitions and extreme persecution, even featuring a messianic mole complete with passion narrative! Throughout, Horwood's writing vividly depicts something we could call the coin of life, with twin sides of beauty and frailty. It is this which perhaps defines his novels in general, and it is not hard to see how these works have appealed to many amidst the apathy of our society. For Christians however, the underlying philosophy of the silent Stone is pretty grim. Speaking as a Christian, it is so good to have a personal, caring, speaking God! In God's family, we are not absorbed but defined and nurtured. We can depend on God in everything because he cares personally for us (1 Peter 5:7). Echoing David's words, God has rescued us because he delighted in us (Psalm 18:19).

I've been wondering, how is it that animal fantasy can be remotely interesting to anyone? Doesn't it somehow lack humanity? I find that Horwood's moledom is so intricately woven that it draws us outside ourselves into another world altogether, yet a world so vivid and coursing with emotion that it is at once deeply human. Maybe the Duncton series became a massive allegory on religion but, as the only stand-alone work in the series, Duncton Wood is more simply a captivating story.

08 January 2007

Pompous Pilot, Juders and Holly Ghosts

That Eye, The Sky was my first Tim Winton read.

Ort Flack is a twelve year old boy living in country WA. When a car accident sends Ort's Dad into a coma, faultlines appear in the Flack family. Ort's Mum feels helpless, his sister hates everyone including herself, and Grammar is lost in senile confusion. But Ort sees things in a unique way. Everything from his stomach to his visions makes him a spiritual barometer for his world. Ort is also aware of something else: the sky is observing even more than he does, and it sees people's secrets and intentions. Then a tortured epileptic comes to stay, sometimes weird, sometimes helpful. It turns out he wants to share something with the Flacks. But will things get better?

Everything is just so dumb. Sometimes, some nights, it's just so stupid. And I just go out and look back at the house, and that little cloud of light that came on the house the day they brought Dad back, it stops me from bawling. It makes me stop everything. Something in it says to me, says to me soul in me belly and in me bum, Hang on, Morton Flack. Crazy, eh?

It's a book about faith, trust and weakness. I found it mesmerising, hard-hitting and surprising. Every church depicted is unreliable, inauthentic and useless. There are eschatologically constipated angry fundamentalists, there are Catholics absorbed in impenetrable ceremony and fixated on the crucifixion, and neither is any good to the Flacks. Even the gospel messenger himself is hopeless. The Flacks' world is a pathetic muddle with no way out, and the Christians are no help. And yet That Eye, The Sky describes an unexpected life-giving faith that can overcome even the deepest brokenness. It's quirky and unpredictable, a present-day Australian gospel story. Visit your local library, read it and get a swift kick in your churchy guts!

What a book. Stories! Pompous Pilot, Juders, Holly Ghosts. Doesn't get me sleepy at all.

I'm up for some more Tim Winton!

(
Greg Clarke did his English doctorate on him.)

Trumpet Fever

Peter Cross's illustrations for Trouble for Trumpets developed over seven years before the book was published in 1982. It was followed in 1984 by a sequel, Trumpets in Grumpetland.
An ideal present for all vintages of personhood ... The illustrations combine fantasy, technical draftmanship and nature-study in a most unusual way. The Guardian

It is not often such originality appears in the children's book world. British Book News

Pictorially this book is a triumph.
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try Life

A unique vision, set out in mesmerizing detail aga
inst the lush English countryside. Sarah Newell, New York Times

Peter Cross will surely become the next cult illustra
tor ... His pictures are alive with colour and whimsical detail, technically brilliant and full of fun. Jenny Woolf, Punch
Peter Cross has indeed become something of a cult illustrator. However, while Trumpets received critical acclaim, it was always a bit too eccentric to be a popular success, as Cross relates in this interview:


In retrospect some of my old stuff makes me cringe but I wanted to put down on paper or translate my interest in natural history and create a world peopled by funny creatures and to show the love I have of painting which gives me a tremendous thrill being able to transfer onto paper some beautiful object. So, in the Trumpets I was able to create this world which had nothing to do with children even though it was labelled a children's book. It was an excuse really; I'm the child! [laughter] and I was doing it for myself. It never really took off and one can see why now but at the time and after all that work it was a bit disillusioning.
Cross followed up Trumpets with other series of picture books before finding an apparently more comfortable niche with his Harbottle Hamster greeting cards, which he continues to create. Cross still uses pen, ink and watercolour and his work is an excellent
example of the beauty of pre-digital illustration. You can view and buy some of his current work at this gallery. Meanwhile, first-edition hardbacks of Trumpets are selling for hundreds of dollars on sites like Alibris and Abebooks.