Istanbul, Pamuk, övers. Maureen Freely.
Ur sista kapitlet.
A conversation with My Mother:
Patience, Caution and Art.
But do you really think you can be an artist in a country like this and still keep your pride? To be accepted by people, who understand nothing of art, to get these people to buy your work, you´d have to toady to the state, to the rich, and worst of all, to semiliterate journalists. Do you think you´re up to this?
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”I don´t want to be an artist,” I said. I´m going to be a writer.”