The Amsterdam canal house is built of massive grey
cornerstones and variegated red bricks. A clock gable stands on top with
a hook sticking out. The hook is for hoisting pianos and
wardrobes and king-sized beds. The doors are too narrow and the stairs
so vertiginous for anything wider than a laundry basket to pass.
Bride at Nihon no Hanga. Photo credit: Karen Kao
Inside this house hides the private
collection of Elise Wessels. For decades, she’s traveled to Japan,
bringing woodblock prints back to Amsterdam. Her museum Nihon no hanga is
a treasure house of Japanese art from the full suit of armor that sits
menacingly in the entry hall to the bridal couple who adorn the
mantelpiece upstairs.
But it’s the print collection we’ve come to see.
One Hundred Aspects Of The Moon
Yoshitoshi signature and seal. Photo credit: Karen Kao
Tsukioka Yoshitoshi was a master woodcut printmaker (1839-1892) widely acclaimed for his collection, One Hundred Aspects of the Moon. He depicts events from Japanese history, Chinese myth, Noh theater and daily life in Edo in the late 19th century.
In Moon above the Sea at Daimotsu Bay, the warrior-priest Musashibo Benkei stands at the helm of a ship in storm. He exorcises
the demons and thus saves his master from shipwreck in the year 1185.
I see the black mountain of water, the
foaming clouds and the cleaving of the waves. Suddenly I’m no longer in a
Japanese print museum but in a theater full of 6 year olds watching Kubo and the Two Strings, a 3D stop-motion animation film by Laika Studios.
Magical Origami
The movie opens with the same scene. The
waves threaten to crush a woman and her child. But she is unafraid. She
cuts the water with the music of her magical two-stringed samisen. And
when her child Kubo grows up, he too learns to make magic. He can bring
origami figures to life.
My origami
always died. My cranes nose-dived or simply disemboweled themselves as
soon as I let go of those tightly folded sheets. And the thing about
origami paper: you’ve only got one chance to do it right.
Character Folding
Not so with characters, as Rebecca Makkai explains in her craft essay, The Delicate Art of Character Folding.
You populate your novel with all the characters you think you need to
prop up your plot. Then you discover to your horror that a cast of
thousands now clutters the pages of your story. Or that some of them
consist of cardboard rather than flesh and blood. In fiction as in real
life, we want to connect with people who are authentic. Real human
beings are inconsistent, as often cruel as kind, with surprisingly sharp
edges and bruised hearts. Never fear. The author, Frankenstein-like,
can transform the less-than-human characters into the man or woman you
want (and need).
I thought about character folding when I was editing my first novel The Dancing Girl and the Turtle (Linen Press 2017). I was lucky to have the guidance of Lynn Michell,
who was both my publisher and editor. She had a keen ear for the false
note and a generous hand with compliments. She also had an unfailing
ability to find the spots where I could tease out the threads of my tale
just a little more. It was a collaborative process that was delightful
in all sorts of surprising ways, like when she asked me hard questions.
Kaleidoscopic
Dance hall manager. Image credit: He Youzhi
For example, I tell my story in a
kaleidoscopic way that can be very demanding on the reader. The two
main characters – the dancer Anyi and the gambler Cho – speak in first
person present (“I think”). An omniscient narrator speaks for all the
other characters in a sometimes distant third person past (“she said”).
My publisher asked me: why the intimacy for some characters and not for
all?
My reasons were varied and possibly not valid but here they are:
Workers like the rickshaw driver, the bouncer and the dance hall
manager represented a much wider slice of Shanghai life than the dancers
or gamblers (let alone the 30,000 odd Westerners) we tend to see in films and books about Shanghai set in the 1930’s. In The Dancing Girl and the Turtle, I wanted to show Shanghai through the eyes of the “ordinary” Chinese. A grim rather than glamorous place to live and die.
I laid no claim, however, to the telling
of truth. That is an essence virtually impossible to capture. The best
I hoped for was a glimpse, a quicksilver that seared when grasped. In
this novel, I chose to look sideways in the hope of creating an image
that pierced the eye.
Colours
So I kept all my characters, choosing
not to fold them into composite shapes. I maintained as well the
distinction between the characters in the spotlight and those who hovered
in the shadows. What I did change was the number of characters with
speaking roles.
For example, Beauregard is a black man from
the American South who ends up a bouncer in a Shanghai casino. He never
explains how he arrived in Shanghai. Instead, we watch him interact
with the world around him. We witness his generosity of spirit,
even when offered an easier way out. Intuitively, we understand the
journey he’s taken.
A colour doesn’t need to be visible in order to be present. Not every character demands a speaking role. Reducing the number of POV
characters feels like origami to me. Deepening the folds and adding new
layers so that when I’m finished, my characters will take off and fly.
Note: Origami for Authors was first published by Karen Kao on her blog Shanghai Noir.
Thank you, Karen: As you describe (but likely worse), all my attempts at creating origami cranes give birth to crude paper airplanes, Napoleon hats, or grotesquely twisted wreckage that looks like it has been stepped on by The Hulk in a rainstorm. Here and I thought it was just me. ... Nevertheless your origami thought experiment for fictional characters is another matter. It flies gracefully crane-like in my writers' mind. I could do that, I think. I love out-of-the-box solutions. Having trouble putting words on paper? Fold the damn paper into mental origami! I also loved the Rebecca Makkai blog. She's a wonderful writer as well - right here in Chicago too.
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