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A review by casskrug
Daybook: The Journal of an Artist by Anne Truitt
3.0
this is like journal of a solitude, but for visual artists. anne truitt was a sculptor and painter, and in her journal she is grappling with her career progression, aging, family life, and the artistic process.
the latter part of the book where she discusses her children becoming adults with their own lives and her struggle to separate her identity as a mother from her identity as an artist was really thought provoking. a lot of books i read deal with a younger woman deciding whether or not to have children, so the perspective of a woman in her 50s contemplating the “second birth” of her children into adulthood was a fresh perspective. i especially loved her musings on her daughters becoming mothers. made me think about my own family’s dynamics as my sister and i are getting older and going out on our own.
i enjoyed the way she moved backwards in time to different episodes from her past, and the way she contemplated the future. she was very realistic and upfront about her financial struggles, even as an established, exhibiting artist.
my reading experience of this wasn’t great but that’s on me - i was having a hard time focusing and staying awake while reading it, not because it was bad, but because i was personally just exhausted. however, i struggled with this from a sentence structure standpoint occasionally. not sure if it was just the style of the time but i had difficulty following her train of thought in certain sentences and found myself rereading sentences often to try and comprehend what she meant.
the latter part of the book where she discusses her children becoming adults with their own lives and her struggle to separate her identity as a mother from her identity as an artist was really thought provoking. a lot of books i read deal with a younger woman deciding whether or not to have children, so the perspective of a woman in her 50s contemplating the “second birth” of her children into adulthood was a fresh perspective. i especially loved her musings on her daughters becoming mothers. made me think about my own family’s dynamics as my sister and i are getting older and going out on our own.
i enjoyed the way she moved backwards in time to different episodes from her past, and the way she contemplated the future. she was very realistic and upfront about her financial struggles, even as an established, exhibiting artist.
my reading experience of this wasn’t great but that’s on me - i was having a hard time focusing and staying awake while reading it, not because it was bad, but because i was personally just exhausted. however, i struggled with this from a sentence structure standpoint occasionally. not sure if it was just the style of the time but i had difficulty following her train of thought in certain sentences and found myself rereading sentences often to try and comprehend what she meant.