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The book contains stories of many different kinds. Some of them have autobiographic elements, others are totally fictional. One piece is a fairy tale, another begins as a normal story and ends as a farce. A few of the stories have elements of magic realism. One story is about friendship between two university students in the 19th century, another about a nursemaid in Ireland in the 1950s who gets into “difficulties” and is brutally taken care of by nuns. The story that has given name to the collection, begins realistically, changes into magic realism and is from there written in a technique that I would call “double exposure” and then changes again into a dialogue as if from an Elizabethan play. The last story is an attempt to look into the life of young people, a group of Oxford students living together.
A World of Moments ”Jan-Inge Wijk’s performance was an hour-long interlacing work of words and music, that were recited or sung. The pieces appeared for the listener as a poetic world of images with a clear, connected inner context. The texts are about love and evil, death and creation, but their effect rested to a high degree on intonation and language sounds. Despite the heavy, solemn title, Wijk’s work has become a lyrical world of ideas, where the philosophical expression combined with a good portion of humour gave the audience a pleasurable and good experience.” – Ole Lauritzen “As a whole it is undoubtedly a profound work. The music creates meanings when it collides with the texts, and the whole unfolds like a picture in time of man in individual glimpses, seen from the mythical god-perspective represented by the singers. Not only was it a stylish performance both on the dramatic and musical level. Here food for thought was also found.”– Review of Palimpsest in Fyens Stiftstidende Excerpt from the bookPrincess, oh! Princess! Flower, young beast, and evening breeze! The crimson turning sun bleeds on the dew among the shining grass, burning angels in the air above me spinning threads of fire through the web of winding capillaries from my heart to fingertips. Grass bleeding, winds sighing, waving trees with shimmering leaves … About the authorJan-Inge Wijk was born in Malmö, Sweden. Studied Latin and French at the University of Lund and guitar at The Royal Musical Academy, Copenhagen. Associate Professor emeritus from The Funen Conservatory of Music. Composer. Capricorn. Vegetarian.
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