Name: Journey Into the Mind's Eye: Fragments of an Autobiography (New York Review Books Classics) (en Inglés)
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Author: Lesley Blanch
ISBN: 9781681371931

portada Journey Into the Mind's Eye: Fragments of an Autobiography (New York Review Books Classics) (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Editorial

New York Review Of Books

Autor

Lesley Blanch

Año

2018

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

400

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

ISBN13

9781681371931

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Journey Into the Mind's Eye: Fragments of an Autobiography (New York Review Books Classics) (en Inglés)

Lesley Blanch (Autor) · New York Review Of Books · Tapa Blanda

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A stunning tale set in England, Paris, and Moscow, chronicling Blanch's love for an older Russian man and the passionate obsession that takes her to Siberia and beyond.“My book is not altogether autobiography, nor altogether travel or history either. You will just have to invent a new category,” Lesley Blanch wrote about Journey into the Mind’s Eye, a book that remains as singularly adventurous and intoxicating now as when it first came out in 1968. Russia seized Lesley Blanch when she was still a child. A mysterious traveler—swathed in Siberian furs, bearing Fabergé eggs and icons as gifts along with Russian fairy tales and fairy tales of Russia—came to visit her parents and left her starry-eyed. Years later the same man returned to sweep her off her feet. Her love affair with the Traveller, as she calls him, transformed her life and fueled an abiding fascination with Russia and Russian culture, one that would lead her to dingy apartments reeking of cabbage soup and piroshki on the outskirts of Paris in the 1960s, and to Siberia and beyond.