My name is red by Organ Pamuk - Book review

"To know is to remember that you've seen. To see is to know without remembering. Thus, painting is remembering the blackness."⁣⁣
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I had picked up and put down this book several times in the last two years, so when I finally finished reading this book yesterday I was elated like I have achieved something. In a way I have😊⁣⁣
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Undoubtedly this book is a masterpiece. Its rich and painstakingly detailed, which is the essence of the book as it tried to described the purpose of art, the distinction between the Islamic and the Western style of art, and the influence of the latter among the artists in 16th century Istanbul creating conflicts among themselves leading to chaos  and murders.⁣⁣
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The author, meticulously and cleverly, incorporated the rather dull philosophical discussion of art into plots, consisting of multiple narrators, that are interesting and suspenseful, as the story slowly unfolds itself towards the climax. ⁣⁣
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It will require some patience to read this book, not just because of the volume (almost 700 pages) but because of the subject it dwells upon. There  are parts where it'd seem like you're reading an academic book on art and painting rather than a work of fiction. However, if you stay focused on the story line and not get incurious by the arid discussion on art and paintings, you will realise by the end of the book that you have read a great or rather unusual suspense novel. ⁣⁣https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv_Ru_qHbuP/?igshid=1