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"Beautiful, haunted, evocative and so open to the place reminiscence takes you. I stored considering that this is often the booklet that i've got waited for: the place items, and poetry intertwine. simply great and entirely sui generis."  (Edmund de Waal, writer of The Hare with Amber Eyes)

An unforgettable voyage around the reaches of the USA and the depths of reminiscence, this generational memoir of 1 marvelous relatives finds America’s designated craft culture. In Red Brick, Black Mountain, White Clay, well known critic Christopher Benfey stocks stories—of his mother’s upbringing in rural North Carolina between centuries-old people potteries; of his father’s break out from Nazi Europe; of his great-aunt and -uncle Josef and Anni Albers, famed Bauhaus artists exiled at Black Mountain College—unearthing an ancestry, and a cultured, that's quintessentially American. With the grace of a novelist and the attention of a historian, Benfey threads those tales jointly right into a radiant and enthralling concord.

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