So Much Blue by Percival Everett is a wonderful read: well
written, empathetic characters, and deep insights. The prose moves from brainy to irreverent to humorous with ease. Everett has penned many
books and in different genres. I have read that he might take a genre that he's
never written & dive in, usually with success. In this case, I'm not sure
what genre one would call Blue, but he's written with great humanity about
family, friendship, art and secrets.
Blue is told in the self-deprecating first person voice of
Kevin Pace, a 56 year old successful painter who seems mystified at his success. His
self-absorption keeps him mystified about much of life, which he readily
admits: his marriage, his relationship with teenage children, the art world.
Kevin's candor about this gives the book much of its charm. Many passages
about this are beautifully written. The one thing in his life that Kevin seems
to have a solid footing with is his longtime friendship with Richard, that goes back
to college days.
There are three story lines that are told in alternate
chapters by Pace. Sometimes I'm not crazy about this structure, but in
Everett's hands it works well. In each strand there is a secret that is slowly
revealed. In the present, Kevin is struggling with his relationship with his
wife, Linda, & two children. He is working on a huge painting in a separate
locked studio that he will allow no one to see. This is not well received by
Linda or Richard. They see it as Kevin's aloofness made tangible. Also, Kevin is asked to keep a secret that creates a very difficult situation for him. In his
college years, he accompanies Richard on a search for his brother in El
Salvador, as the country moved into civil war. This becomes quite dangerous
& is evoked with the bumbling foolishness of youth. Kevin keeps a secret
from this trip for over thirty years from Richard & Linda. The third strand
is a bit less fulfilling. It is the story of a brief affair with a much
younger watercolorist in Paris, Victoire. This is affair is a secret, but,
secrets are also revealed for the first time, to Victoire. This seems believable
because Kevin likely feels safe doing it there: they both know that the affair
will end quickly & is so separate from their real lives. In the end, the
three strands intertwine nicely, and secrets are revealed that might help
Richard and Linda strengthen their relationship.
I'm a sucker for books about painters and novelists. Most of
the time I am disappointed, but not in this case. Kevin's bemused attitude
toward the frothy verbiage of gallerists critics, and towards his own success,
is delightful. His reaction is basically: I'm just a painter, I put paint on a
canvas.
If this novel were written by a lesser author, it might have
been three times as long, and not a better book. In an age of unedited 500-700
page novels, I love it when a writer has the chops to tell a story cleanly, &
get the message across elegantly, with no excess baggage. Everett has done this
in Blue, & I highly recommend it.
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