My name is red

… and did I tell you that I recently took up My Name is Red, the novel by Orhan Pamuk I’d heard so much about? It is an enchanting piece of work, and has many similarities with the last novel I read (Umberto Eco’s The Name of the Rose). Both have illuminators, masters, apprentices, religion (Christ and Anti-Christ in one, Allah and the Devil in the other), murder (surrounding a book), forbidden love … and both are set in the medieval ages.

Here’s a sampling of some memorable sentences so far:

“You know the value of money even when you’re dead.”

“To avoid disappointment in art, one mustn’t treat it as a career.”

“If a lover’s face survives emblazoned on your heart, the world is still your home.”

“Painting is the silence of thought and the music of sight.”

The multiple character narration point-of-view is something I haven’t come across in a long time (Wilkie Collins’s The Moonstone was the last one I read that had this structure).

You’ll get to hear about Red, Black, Enishte, Esther, Dog, Tree, Murderer and other characters as I slowly plough through this book.