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...work. The paint is never opaque; it contains streaks and underglows, akin to the suppressed radiance in Rembrandt's midtones. And there is atmosphere too. One particularly senses it in Kossoff's view of Christ Church in Spitalfields. This tall, slender building, designed by the English baroque architect Nicholas Hawksmoor, acquires a comatose power; the columns of its portico look as thick and squat as those of Karnak, repeating the compression of Kossoff's nudes and heads. But it is the light that one most remembers, a pale, almost chalky emanation from the grainy whites and subtle grays that seems...
...posthumous fame: these are the ingredients of high romance, and it is no wonder that investigators periodically ransack the material of Chatterton's brief career. The latest is Briton Peter Ackroyd, 38, biographer of T.S. Eliot and a novelist who specializes in the blending of history and imagination. In Hawksmoor he shuttled between the 18th century and the present. Chatterton ventures deeper ! into the time warp. It unfolds in contemporary England, concludes in the late 1700s and dallies in the Victorian epoch when an artist named Henry Wallis painted a dramatic portrait, now in the Tate Gallery, of the poet...
Interspersed with this grisly tale, told in period prose, alternating chapters of the book unfold the somewhat grayer story of a 1980s police superintendent named Nicholas Hawksmoor. Another moody loner, Hawksmoor is investigating a series of murders at various 18th century churches, all built by Dyer (of whom he has never heard). The superintendent plunges into an intuitive pursuit in which he begins to identify with the killer. His prime suspect, often glimpsed around the churches, is the spectral figure of a derelict with a knack for drawing. Is it the ghost of Dyer? As Hawksmoor closes in, his overstrained...
Unsatisfying as this may be for armchair detectives, it preserves the phantasmagoric mood essential to Hawksmoor's impact. Ackroyd, 36, a versatile English writer whose biography of T.S. Eliot was widely praised two years ago, has a gift for historical pastiche. His 18th century is a battleground where the rational temper of the modern world, championed by Wren, contends with the medieval occultism embraced by Dyer...
...best parts of Hawksmoor are the evocations of 18th century London street life, with its whores and beggars, its hordes of homeless, its "Wilderness of dirty rotten Sheds, allways tumbling or takeing Fire, with winding crooked passages, lakes of Mire and rills of stinking Mud, as befits the smokey grove of Moloch." In the eerie interplay between the earlier age and our own, Ackroyd has fashioned a fictional architecture that is vivid, provocative and as clever as, well, the devil...
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