This book celebrates one of Europe's greatest cities -- a cosmopolitan city of vibrant architecture and art, great churches and museums, intriguing port life and extravagant nightclubs, restaurants and bars. It moves from the story of the city's founding, and huge expansion in the nineteenth century, to the lives of Gaudi, Miro, Casals and Dali. It also examines the history of Catalan nationalism, the tragedy of the Civil War, the Franco years, and the transition from dictatorship to democracy which Colm Tóibín witnessed in the 1970s.
Colm Tóibín FRSL, is an Irish novelist, short story writer, essayist, playwright, journalist, critic, and poet. Tóibín is currently Irene and Sidney B. Silverman Professor of the Humanities at Columbia University in Manhattan and succeeded Martin Amis as professor of creative writing at the University of Manchester.
This is an alternative/non-tourist view to Barcelona that describes the city and its history through its artists, ahead of its politicians. To start with, you have the heavy weights Miró, Picasso, Dalí, and Gaudí - all native sons of Catalonia. The chapters on the Spanish Civil War and the Franco regime are informative and let you know Barcelona is also a city that's been scarred.
I'm Taiwanese, so I really get the whole deal with not able to speak your language under someone else's regime. The rising native middle class during a dictatorship that pushed forward a native identity is another parallel. I fully understand why Catalans are so proud, even if sometimes to a fault.
As a cellist, I was pleasantly surprised by the chapter that included Pau Casals. Pau (Pablo as I've known him) Casals is THE cellist that made the Bach Suites famous. I've never known the political side of him, and it was pretty cool to see how much influence he had through his music.
I will re-read this book before I visit Barcelona again.
Quando me deparei com esta nova edição de "Homenagem a Barcelona", publicada pela Relógio D' Água em agosto deste ano, hesitei se deveria ou não incluí-la na minha lista "books to read". A primeira edição data de 1990 e, sendo considerado um livro de viagens, questionei-me se o seu conteúdo já não estaria ultrapassado, obsoleto dado que, como sabemos, o cosmopolitismo da cidade catalã cresce dia após dia, semana após semana, mês após mês, ano após ano ... Mas, fora escrito por Colm Tóibín por quem nutro a mais profunda admiração (tudo o que li do autor irlandês, gostei, talvez "Brooklyn" tenha sido o que menos me emocionou, em contraponto com "O Mestre", uma narrativa biográfica apaixonante sobre Henry James, um dos meus autores preferidos).
Mas logo na primeiras páginas percebi o quanto o livro seria enriquecedor naquilo que me daria a conhecer sobre a história, a cultura, as personagens, a arquitetura, o património, as modificações urbanas que sofrera, principalmente, nos séculos 19 e 20, por ocasião de três momentos fulcrais para a compressão de Barcelona, enquanto cidade motivada para deixar a sua marca na Europa: o plano urbanístico de Ildephonse Cerdà, a Exposição Universal de 1888 e os Jogos Olímpicos de Barcelona em 1992.
Colm Tóibin, com contagiante entusiasmo, surge como um extraordinário e motivado cicerone dando-nos a conhecer também os lugares mais carismáticos dessa fantástica urbe, restaurantes, bares, cabarés, discotecas ... . Se bem que, alguns deles, nesta altura possam ter desaparecido - o périplo que o autor faz pela cidade decorre entre os finais da década de 70 e 90 do século 20, transmitindo-nos a ideia de que a terá visitado, nesse intervalo de 20 anos, várias vezes e assistido também e na primeira pessoa, à sua transformação -, ficaram os locais com as suas memórias (durante a leitura, dei por mim a sublinhar uma série de espaços, ruas, praças para, numa próxima visita, segui-los como se de um mapa turístico se tratasse ... ). Aliás, nem penso regressar a Barcelona sem esse "compêndio" debaixo do braço :).
Também nos guiou pela obra de Gaudí, as mais expressivas e as menos conhecidas (projetou dois grandes candeeiros no centro da Plaça Reial e candeeiros de iluminação pública na Plaça del Palau), abordando de forma segura e conhecedora a personalidade do arquiteto catalão e o seu reflexo no maravilhosamente insólito da sua arquitetura e assim percebemos que, apenas um homem singular, poderia ter concebido tão prodigiosa tarefa! Mas Colm não se deteve em Gaudí ... Explicou-nos também como a guerra civil espanhola e o franquismo afetaram, ideologicamente, artistas como Tapiés, Frederico Garcia Lorca, Miró, Picasso - que durante a ditadura se recusou a expor a sua genial Guernica em Espanha - e, surpreendentemente, ou se calhar não, como Salvador Dali, se colocou ao lado do general maldito tendo inclusivamente lhe enviado, após a ordem de execução de cinco prisioneiros que o ditador havia condenado à morte quando ele próprio já se encontrava moribundo, "um telegrama de felicitações" tendo ainda declarado "que outros que tinham sido perdoados deviam ter sido executados" ...
Narra também história de um povo que lutou. luta e lutará pela independência do centralismo madrileno entre histórias de sangue e dor, de esperança e descrédito, de rivalidades entre o castelhano e o catalão mas também, e isso é perceptível, um forte e intenso sentimento de união.
Colm também nos leva num passeio por localidades próximas de Barcelona. O que mais me agradou foi "conhecer" Girona, principalmente a aldeia, ou cidade, de Verges onde, todos os anos, pela altura da Páscoa se realiza uma festa que muito me fez lembrar as célebres festividades dos mortos, que se realizam no México. A descrição que Tóibín faz de a "Dança da Morte" deixou-me exasperadamente curiosa pois consiste numa temática que me agrada bastante!! :)
A leitura deste livro inoculou na minha alma um vírus que se manifesta por uma imperiosa necessidade quase urgente de rever Barcelona !! Desta vez pelos olhos de um irlandês! Recomendado para os amantes da maravilhosa capital da Catalunha! :)
"The devil looks down to Barcelona. The city is a bowl surrounded by hills: Montjuic, Monterols, Putget, la Creueta, Collserola, Tibidabo. The devil looks down from Tibidabo where he brought Jesus, during His forty-day fast in the desert. This is where he tempted Him with all the kingdoms of the world. 'To thee I will give: Tibidabo.' And he showed Him Barcelona."(p.166)
With Colm Toibin's 'Homage to Barcelona' you will have a devilishly good time on your next trip to one of Europe's greatest cities!
I do wish I’d read this before we visited Barcelona, where we’ve been twice, just for a few days, nowhere near enough time to do all the exploring that Toibin’s book made me want to do.
His part memoir, part history reflects the periods of time he has lived in Barcelona, wandered its streets, talked with locals and visitors (he speaks Catalan and Castilian) and followed his many lines of interest, including art, literature, architecture, politics, social change and Catalan nationalism.
In every chapter, whether the principal theme is an area like the Bari Gothic or Eixample, or artists like Picasso, Miro or Casals, we are able to see the social and political context in which they developed, in a roughly chronological order.
Toibin’s intellect holds it all together, and his wonderful facility with words means it’s eminently readable even in most politically complex times. The result is wonderfully rich.
And it’s given me a much better understanding of the Catalan separatist movement.
Reading Colm Tóibín’s travelogue-cum-memoir Barcelona while I was actually in Barcelona was an immeasurably pleasurable experience. This is a truly wonderful book about a truly wonderful European city.
Solid, though a bit dated - he writes just as the 92 Olympics are starting and it's very grounded in that time, all "I hope this doesn't fuck the town up too much!" so that's both amusing and frustrating. But chapters on earlier history are well done.
A well-written, often fascinating portrayal of Barcelona, with an emphasis on artistic and political themes. Likely a bit idiosyncratic for some people's tastes, but Toibin has a great eye for detail and in just over two hundred pages manages to impart a sense of the city and the region that captures its struggles and heartbreaks, opportunities and triumphs. If you're planning or thinking of traveling to Barcelona, this book is definitely worth a read. And if you're not planning on it, you might decide to after you read this book.
Rooted in Colm Tóibín's personal experience of the city this is a beautifully written exploration of time, place, history and memory, both personal in CT's case and collective for the Catalans.
If you love history, art and the power of prose to transport you, and the writer, to times past then you will enjoy this book. If you have never been to Barcelona it will make you want to go. If like me, you live here, it will open your eyes to parts of the city you may take for granted.
Had difficulty getting through this. It's almost academic in tone: lots of dates, street names, details, references to minor historical figures, etc. The essays seem more of a collection of disparate pieces, rather than a fused vision. Anecdotal and particular, rather than unified and sweeping in conception. For some readers, this will have appeal (more so if you already know Barcelona). For others like myself, this wasn't an enjoyable intro to the city.
A neat episodic exploration of Barcelona’s politics and history through the eyes of the artists and cultural figures who made it their home. In Barcelona and it’s surrounding Catalan neighbours, you get the impression that culture and intellectual curiosity are the real drivers of the regions direction and politics. Read it like a series of short stories if you feel that most helpful, but be sure to think of this as a whole and take in these learnings accordingly
I had the good fortune to read this while visiting Barcelona - a brilliant combination. I didn't have time to visit monuments or museums so wasn't able to fully appreciate the chapters on Gaudi, Miró or Picasso, but the chapters on the Catalan temperament, identity, history and restaurant snobbery were an enlightening background. I especially appreciated the description of the Spanish civil war, and our walk around the (now tackily commercial) Barri Gotic was much improved by being able to imagine the street battles between Anarchists and Communist factions.
I followed this up with Orwell's 'Homage to Catalonia' and I'm glad I read Tóibín first. Orwell's book is much more of a concrete reportage of his experience as a Republican volunteer in 1937, with an explanation of the politics of the time, but Tóibín gives a longer-term and broader view of Catalonia.
Uma visita cerrada à Catalunha e à sua capital Barcelona, por um irlandês que viveu lá em diversos períodos. Em Barcelona, essa visita é quase rua a rua, edifício a edifício, juntando sempre diversos pontos de vista: a história, a arte e a cultura, a política, a mentalidade, a gastronomia e a vida nocturna. Tudo servido pela escrita sempre irrepreensível do grande escritor que é, sempre, em ficção como em não ficção, o Colm Tóibín.
Architecture, art, politics and society all viewed up close by an Irishman in Catalonia. This book had been suggested to me as a long-after post script to Orwell's "Homage to Catalonia" I didn't make the same connection, I wish that I had read this book before my last visit to Barcelona, I would have looked for the remains of Roman architecture and sought out Miro as well as Picasso.
This book was originally published in 1990, but I read the updated edition which came out in 2002.
There are a few places where the revisions haven't been made smoothly - where past events are described as yet to happen. But honestly, that's the only criticism I could make.
The book is superb. A blend of personal memoir, art criticism, history, political analysis and cultural studies, it is probably best described as a "biography of Barcelona, and of Catalonia". And it's beautifully written, from the perspective of an Anglophone (Irish) outsider, on a journey to discover the Catalan heart.
If, like me, you're a visitor whose heritage runs through the British Isles, then I think this is the ideal book to give you a feel for the people and the place of this amazing city.
If you’re going to Barcelona, this is a book worth reading in preparation. Written by a very talented Irish author who fell in love with the city and lived there for many years, it provides a personal, historical, cultural, artistic perspective on the city, including during and immediately after the Franco dictatorship. It is not a tourist guide. Instead it reads like witty comprehensive historical non-fiction. For example when quoting Orwell’s Homage to Catalonia and his observation that the residents amazingly moved as one and erected barriers in the streets overnight, Tobin comments, they should, they’d been practicing for 50 years! Got to love that Irish irreverance! I intend to read more of his work, that for me is the mark of a good author.
Uma homenagem a Barcelona, mas também à Catalunha e a todos os catalães, entre os quais os famosos Gaudi, Miró, Pau Casals, Picasso (por adoção) e Dali. Ao ler este livro, torna-se fácil compreender porque é que uma solução que pretenda manter pela força o status quo da Catalunha no seio de Espanha (como a que tentou impôr o ditador Franco) ou pela via judicial (como aquela a que estamos a assistir presentemente) nunca funcionará.
my favourite book so far this year. it is superbly written and extremely passionate about barcelona. i found the mixture of personal experience in catalonia and historical detail very compelling.
In 1965, living in Madrid, my wife and I decided to drive to southern France to visit her Armenian cousins. A French friend of ours, learning of our trip, asked if she could tag along. At that time the journey by highway was long and arduous. To make the most of our vacation time, we drove through the night, arriving in Barcelona in the early morning.
We stopped at a small café for a light breakfast. Neither my wife nor I spoke French and our French friend did not speak English so Castilian was our common tongue. It was certainly clear given our accents that we were not native Spaniards. We asked the Catalan waiter, in Castilian, for “tres cafés con leche y una racion de tostados.” He brought us the coffees and a large order of hard Melba toast. What we had wanted was hot, toasted bread and when we explained that Melba toast was not what we had anticipated, he answered: “I don’t know what’ tostado’ is in Madrid, but here in Cataluña you got what you ordered.”
I was convinced at the time and have remained convinced that the waiter knew exactly what we wanted when we ordered “tostado.” What he was doing was making the point to three young foreigners that Barcelona was Cataluña not Castilla—it was its own nationality with its clear distinctions.
Between 1962 and 1979, I spent a number of years in Spain, traveling extensively throughout the Peninsula with the exception of Cataluña. I have perhaps been in or through Barcelona no more than 7 or 8 times; and, except for the usual highlights like the Ramblas and the Gaudi monuments, have little memory of those brief visits.
I must admit that I have had some mild disinterest in Barcelona and its hinterland stemming no doubt from my Castilian and Latin America bias as well as some antipathy for brash nationalism like the kind displayed by that waiter in 1965. Colm Tóibín’s Homage to Barcelona, although written almost a quarter century ago, has done a masterful job in not only shaming me for that disinterest but in piquing my desire for a more detailed exploration of Barcelona and its people.
It did take several chapters for me to get into Tóibín’s narrative. For me initially, his strengths were the discussions of people (Gaudí, Picasso, Miró) and the Spanish Civil war. But I re-read the opening discussions of the gothic quarter and of the Eixample and found their strengths.
Much has happened in Spain and in Cataluña since Tóibín’s 1992 addition to the Homage. But, although Tóibín stops before the events of the 1990s and the first decade of the 21st Century, Homage to Barcelona remains bright and engaging. He has certainly set me up for Robert Hughes Barcelona.
This book was overall very good. Toibin's writing is accessible, nostalgic and colorful. It is jam-packed with history, politics ( particularly around the Franco fascism) and architectural references; really wished they had included some map illustrations with it. It is not a quick read and requires your attention, even though it is a slim book. (The version I have was "updated" as of 2002. It is hard to find in libraries; had to special order on Amazon.) That said, wish the writer could have updated the final chapter, and some of the updating that was done in certain sections of the book seemed inconsistent. I guess the author is too busy with his current book schedule. Too bad for us because I enjoy his writing.
This is not a travel book, although a tourist can learn of neighborhoods he might want to visit. But it's more a love letter to the city and an investigation of memory. I picked this up in the Gaudi shop in the Pedrera and it was the perfect book to read on my trip.
The book covers the lives of many of Barcelona's artists and politicians. The political history was especially interesting to me because I ended up with a much deeper understanding of the Catalonian grievances and their current desire to withdraw from Spain.
I'm beginning to think that there is no subject I would find uninteresting if Toibin wrote about it.
I read a couple chapters of this before I visited (the chapters pretty much can stand alone) and wish I'd read more. Maybe a little heavier on the historical details than I needed. Toibin is around my age, and I am jealous that I was not there when he was, in the 70's and 80's.
Colm Tóibín’s Homage to Barcelona is a wonderful narrative on a city which has so many sides. While today we know Barcelona as a trendy, tourist hot spot, a perfect weekend destination for a cheap ryanair flight, there’s a fascinating historical side to the city too.
Tormented by politics, especially during the war and Franco years, yet brilliant as the host to some of modern art, literature and music’s brightest stars- Picasso, Miro, Lorca and Orwell, Barcelona is a city of extremes. Tóibín describes his time living in the city, viewing it through the eyes of an outsider who becomes naturalised into the Catalan way of life.
While Barcelona is, in this day and age, a multicultural, metropolitan city, it is the capital of Catalonia. This autonomous region has, at times (and still does to a degree), seen itself as separate from the mainland mass that is Spain. The city maintains some of this fiercely independent spark, even if many of the tourists that walk its well trodden passeig;s are blissfully unaware of it’s troubled past.
Catalan is spoken proudly throughout the region, with a determined sense of national identity. This is no doubt in response to the decades of linguistic, cultural and creative oppression during Franco’s dictatorship. I am constantly fascinated by those languages that survive, and indeed thrive away from the perceived central governing powers of a place, and catalan is no exception. Art and culture thrives now in Barcelona city, on the streets and in the many museums and foundations of its most beloved artists.
It was especially lovely to have this book as a companion to a stint in Barcelona (more so the province than the city itself). Yet every time I found myself in the city, whether with local knowledge or as a tourist enjoying the irresistibility of the cities streets, bars and attractions, I found myself making connections between people or places, artists and politicians whose names echo around the grand buildings and beautiful vistas of the city today- many of which I have read and understood through Colm Tóibín’s own experience of the city.
It does make you realise that while the city has undoubtedly modernised and been changed by glamorous shops, trendy bars and tourist attractions since the 1970’s when Tóibín was living there, the character of the city and its surrounding area is constant. It’s certainly up there with the best of the best.
Tóibín has lived in Barcelona on and off since the 1970s - he has a keen eye and profound empathy for the Catalans, even if this doesn’t quite amount to affinity - there’s a mild distance in his prose. This book is his curious homage. I say curious because it’s very unsentimental: it’s a slightly meandering but really insightful smorgasbord of - in no particular order - medieval history of the Catalan people, observations of modern day Barcelona folks on holiday, very good depth on the Civil War, personal stories about Gaudí, Picasso and others. Woven throughout are mordant but respectful anecdotes about local politics, personalities, cultural blind spots, beliefs and hiccups. Tóibín was in Barcelona when Franco died and when the 1992 Olympics were in full preparation (the book was first published in 1990) - fascinating vantage points for an ode that at times comes closer to Alastair Cooke’s Letters from America mixed with Pierre Nora’s Lieux de Mémoire (“places of memory” - Tóibín writes well about the modern day shadows of the Civil War). He’s certainly a long way from Orwell’s Homage to Catalonia, although the title invites comparison. I include a few holiday snaps - Barcelona a firm favourite ever since I hung out with Catalans during a year abroad in Paris in 1995-6. Didn’t know about this book then. Wish I had. #guehennoreads #bookstagram #colmtóibín
Wow. Toibin is one of my favorite writers. Barcelona is one of my favorite cities. We both saw La Dolce Vita in Barcelona during the Summer of 1981. Toibin's homage comes from a man who learned Catalan, who lived in Barcelona during the Franco Years, the beginnings of the new era, and foresaw the problems of Catalan Nationalism. While he and I shared the summer of 1981 in Barcelona, his Barcelona opened my eyes to what I missed. I saw the Barcelona of Guadi and Picasso, but missed Miro. He outlines a history, a culture, a city that I need to return to and soon. He makes clear the mythos around the British and American versions of the Spanish Civil War, the romantic nature of the war is constructed by non-Spanish. I grew up on the glory of the International Brigade, the power of the people. Toibin documents that power struggles within Barcelona, within Spain between Anarchists, Socialists, Communists, Conservatives, Social Democrats, Centralists. I highly recommend this book to everyone.
This had all of the makings of a classic: a literary titan writing about one of the world's great cities. Unfortunately it was rather disappointing, falling into the chasm between being a travel book and/or a work of art. There is far too much about Toibin's artistic heroes (Picasso, Miro, Casals, Gaudi) and his anti-hero (Dali).
Furthermore, it was written in 1990. The date is, in many ways, a double-edged sword. It works very well in his description of how the city was coping with the then recent demise of their persecutor, Franco. This gives a wonderful context for why the Catalans continue to struggle to assert their independence. However, it now seems rather dated in how he anticipates the Olympics, and in his description of restaurants and clubs now long gone.
I fell in love with Barcelona when we were there in 2019, and this book was like one of our meandering afternoons there, sightseeing mixed with leisurely tapas and wine. Toibin, an author who I really enjoy, is Irish but lived in Barcelona on and off over decades and I bought this because I like his writing and I wanted to learn more about Spanish history. While this didn't quite check either of those boxes, it was still enjoyable.
This book was written around the time they hosted the Olympics and so it reflects on where the city is post-Franco, but it's also a wandering narrative about Catalan as a region, its people, history, art, government, and culture. I spent a fair amount of the time I was reading this googling maps and images, trying to make sure I was thinking of the right places we'd been to and getting ideas for other things to see when we go back next time.