Reading Boyishly is as complete and mesmerizing a work of reflection on art, time, gender, and family (mothers anyhow) as I have ever seen. It is a remarkable and rare invitation to find ways to extend our nostalgia into a positive mode of being that does not close off the future at all but relocates it within desire.-James R. Kincaid, author of Erotic Innocence
From time to time a book comes along that totally changes the way we look at things in the humanities and does it less by manifestos than by quietly doing its work or singing its song in another voice. Anyone taking the time to look into Carol Mavor's fabulous meditation on Edwardian culture and its discontents will not have to ponder such problems as the relation of history and literature, fact and fiction, the image and the text, reading and looking, past and present, and even nature and culture in abstract, theoretical ways. Carol Mavor has first dreamed what she has then deeply studied and then dreamed it again, for her readers. This book is performed rather than merely written. And it shows how to do a new kind of cultural historiography that renders most of the theoretical questions raised by postmodernism quite moot.-Hayden White, University Professor of History of Consciousness, Emeritus, University of California, Santa Cruz, and Professor of Comparative Literature, Stanford University
It is rare for such an informative book to be so evocative, and indeed for such a wide-ranging book to be at once so subtle and so precise. Reading Boyishly allows mothers and sons to be as close as they are-as close as they somewhere know themselves to be; and allows that this relationship is an aesthetic education of astounding possibilities. Carol Mavor gives the idea of close reading a new genealogy. She has written a marvelous book.-Adam Phillips, psychoanalyst and author of Side Effects
A passionate study of nostalgic representations of the maternal in the artistic creations of five distinguished and famous-albeit boyish men. . . . Highly recommended for large and comprehensive literature collections, a good choice for public libraries, and essential for academic institutions. * Library Journal *
One of the best-looking books of the year, an extended homage to the discreet typography of Barthes' Camera Lucida (1980) and Roland Barthes par Roland Barthes (1975). -- Brian Dillon * Frieze *
All at once philosophical, historical, biographical, psychoanalytical, scholarly and 'novelesque', this is an absolute monster romp through the incredibly intricate tapestry of Oedipal desire, maternal attachment, and nostalgia. . . . This book is a pleasure to hold and savour. Headings and quotes float vertically down the page at the beginning of each chapter making for both tasteful design and intrigue. An asset to any library-though to what section it belongs could prove to be quite a conundrum-this informative, poignant, hedonistic and reflective book is one to devour. -- Kathryn Adams * Leonardo Reviews *
I love Mavor's book. I love even the way it looks and feels: a thick white block of fine paper, the text enhanced by different fonts, touches of sky-blue ink, and more than two hundred photographs. . . . [Reading Boyishly is] a feast of words and images intricately linked to each other like a cat's cradle, constantly surprising, amusing, enlightening, and filling both eye and mind. -- Lucy Rollin * Children's Literature Association Quarterly *
My book of the year is Reading Boyishly by Carol Mavor. I have never read a book like it. It's a musing, poetic work, a meditation on the boyhoods of Roland Barthes, JM Barrie, Jacques Henri Lartigue, Marcel Proust and DW Winnicott. It sounds heavy and dry but my mind was set free to dance and flit by this thrilling mix of philosophy, photography, biography and much more. It touched something very deep in me about what it is to be a creative man. -- Grayson Perry * The Guardian *
Nostalgia is intertwined with scholarship in this text as Mavor's work is a (re)search for this emotion in literature, art, and especially photography. With hedonistic pleasure, she offers exegetical indulgences and connections she has made in a lifetime of poring over texts, films, photographs, and other aspects of literary and visual culture. . . . Mavor effortlessly and purposefully crosses disciplines in Reading Boyishly. . . . -- William V. Ganis * Afterimage *
This is an enchanting homage to 'four boyish men [writers J.M. Barrie and Marcel Proust, literary critic Roland Barthes, child analyst D.W. Winnicott] and one boy [photographer Jacques Henri Lartigue].' It's also an embrace of what some have fretted about as an over-attachment to mothers. -- Rebecca Wigod * Vancouver Sun *
It is a sigh of relief, this book, a defense of things that make us feel guilty: nostalgia, apron strings, the 'good-enough mother,' the lost mother, the nest, the childhood home, the beauty of boys at play. . . . Food and kissing, eating and not eating, boredom and tenderness-Mavor's is a style to be savored. -- Susan Salter Reynolds * Los Angeles Times *
Sprightly, witty, distinctly unlabored, at times willfully unacademic. . . . Boys are potent now in Western cultures-arguably more so than ever. And, if Mavor has complicated our understanding of their appeal rather than clarified it, the effort is nevertheless to much interesting effect. -- Richard Canning * Gay & Lesbian Review *