Thanks to Nanette Geller for alerting me to the “The Big New Yorker Book of Cats” and this fine essay about the book from Maria Popova’s Brain Pickings blog.
She begins:
“Dogs are not about something else. Dogs are about dogs,” Malcolm Gladwell proclaimed in the introduction to The Big New Yorker Book of Dogs, one of the best art books of 2012 and among the finest pet-related books of all time. Cats, on the other hand — despite their long history as literary muses, poetic devices, creative catalysts, and targets of artful grievances — are largely about something else, about some facet or other of our human needs, desires, and conceits: our relationships, our cities, our grappling with mortality.
And so it goes. The essay highly recommended. I haven’t seen the underlying book yet, but it sure sounds like something I’ll want to pick up. The dog volumn as well, I think.
Have a quiet Sunday.
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