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Review by: Mandy Apgar
This is one of
those books that make me want to apologize to future generations for
sharing the planet with it. Good God did the author like the sound of
his own voice - which is a huge (and very apparent)
problem as the book is written in a stream of consciousness style. Oddly
formatted paragraphs (with big print, always a giveaway that the author
really has nothing to say) with a punctuation and formatting style that
could give James Joyce a migraine, the original
intent is good. A potter by trade, the author attempted to examine the
origins of porcelain by visiting places key to its history - China,
Dresden, and England mostly. If he had stuck to his idea it would've had
a shot, but he just gets stuck on tangents and
personal reflections waaaaaaaay too often. A person without a ceramic
arts background could read this and understand the key concepts relative
to the topic, but you really do need to have some prior interest in art
history at least otherwise there is no way
you'll make it through this. Speed reader or not, this was 48 minutes of
my life I ain't ever getting back.
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