Woolfian Boundaries - Clemson University
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166 WOOLFIAN BOUNDARIES<br />
a model for Th e Hyde Park Gate News (xxi). 3 Humm’s Snapshots of Bloomsbury shows us that<br />
the fi rst pages of Woolf’s own photo album displayed the traditional Victorian collection of<br />
cartes-de-visite in a format Humm elsewhere describes as having an “almost childlike scrapbook<br />
appearance” (Snapshots, pl. 1 and 2, pp. 40-41; Modernist Women 57). And through<br />
Merry Pawlowski and Vara Neverow’s eminently useful website, we also have access to the<br />
scrapbooks of newspaper clippings (both pictures and text) Woolf herself kept for the writing<br />
of Th ree Guineas. Some of Woolf’s family members and friends also kept scrapbooks,<br />
including her great aunt’s sister, Mia Cameron, and her sister’s longtime companion, Duncan<br />
Grant. 4 As Susan Stanford Freedman documents in her book on H. D., other modernists<br />
also adapted scrapbooking into collage as a means of visual expression (see collages and<br />
notes, 430-31). It does not, therefore, seem a great leap to look at To the Lighthouse as one of<br />
Woolf’s experiments in transforming visual methodologies to writing, another form of what<br />
Humm calls the “technologies of memory” (Snapshots 11). As Allen and Hoverstadt note,<br />
“early scrapbooks often seem an extension of the vogue for recording personal memories and<br />
thoughts which was popular at the time. A great deal of personal writing was included” (16).<br />
In this view, To the Lighthouse becomes a copious family album, fi lled with photographs, personal<br />
writing, quotations from favorite poems, and bright colored scraps commemorating<br />
famous people and events—all decorating the domestic life of a Victorian childhood. 5<br />
Woolf’s attitude towards scraps and scrapbooks like her attitude towards photography<br />
was ironic and ambivalent, veering between seeing them as over-literal and falsely<br />
objective and using them subtly to evoke the unconscious shimmer of cathected memory.<br />
Woolf was quite capable of using photographs literally and autobiographically. As Humm<br />
points out, often “there are close parallels between details in the [family] photographs and<br />
descriptive details in Woolf’s autobiographies” such that “Woolf seems to be describing<br />
not an actual memory but…a photograph in front of her” (Snapshots ix). Th is literalness<br />
is what Woolf refers to in the two occasions I have found so far where she mentions scrapbooks.<br />
In note 29 to chapter 1 of Th ree Guineas, for instance, she quotes Dr. Alington,<br />
former Head Master of Eton, when he refers to his own scrapbook as documenting a particular<br />
sum of money given to support scholarships for boys (183); this refers to a scrapbook<br />
simply as a collection of notes or facts. Her essay on “Miss Mitford,” published in<br />
Th e Common Reader in 1925, demonstrates a more complicated view. Here she describes<br />
“certain books which can be read without the mind and without the heart, but still with<br />
considerable enjoyment” as “scrapbooks rather than biographies” (CR1 183). Interestingly,<br />
the very limitations of such literal scrapbooks prove to be a paradoxical benefi t, for<br />
as Woolf points out, such lack of synthesis and analysis “license[s] mendacity. One cannot<br />
believe what Miss Hill [the author of the scrapbook biography] says about Miss Mitford,<br />
and thus one is free to invent Miss Mitford for oneself” (CR1 183).<br />
In To the Lighthouse, Woolf invents her own non-literal scrapbook, a collection of private<br />
photographs and public illustrations, autobiographical musings, favorite bits of poetry,<br />
comments on contemporary philosophical arguments and political events, to be read<br />
with not only the heart and mind, but also the eyes. Th e most obvious series of private<br />
photographs collaged into To the Lighthouse are, of course, the many pictures of Julia Stephen.<br />
A central image of Section 1, “Th e Window”—the part of the novel I concentrate<br />
on in this paper—is the triangular purple shadow Mrs. Ramsay casts while sitting on the<br />
steps of the drawing room window at Talland House in St. Ives. Karen Kukil has identifi ed