Showing posts with label chapter 19. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chapter 19. Show all posts

Friday, December 28, 2007

chapter 19

I read this chapter like twice, to understand what I read. It was only Harry and Dorian talking. But I did learn more lie Harry's wife left him for another guy, Alan suicided himself, and Dorian found a girl he loves, but had to leave her because she had a man. Poor Dorian.But what keeps me wondering is whatever happen to painting. Harry said something about it. Example: (paragraph 4, pg 225-226)

"Yes," he continued, turning round and taking his handkerchief out of his pocket; "his painting had quite gone off. It seemed to me to have lost something. It had lost an ideal. When you and he ceased to be great friends, he ceased to be a great artist. What was it separated you? I suppose he bored you. If so, he never forgave you. It's a habit bores have. By the way, what has become of that wonderful portrait he did of you? I don't think I have ever seen it since he finished it. Oh! I remember your telling me years ago that you had sent it down to Selby, and that it had got mislaid or stolen on the way. You never got it back? What a pity! it was really a masterpiece. I remember I wanted to buy it. I wish I had now. It belonged to Basil's best period. Since then, his work was that curious mixture of bad painting and good intentions that always entitles a man to be called a representative British artist. Did you advertise for it? You should."

But did that really happen?