She found the best clay that one could desire: white, supple, sticky,  cold ... She would get a clear and tender material from which she could  shape a world\n \nLike the clay from which she sculpts figurines as  a girl, Virginia is constantly shifting and changing. From her  dreamlike childhood on Quiet Farm with her adored brother Daniel,  through an adulthood where the past continues to pull her back and shape  her, she moves through life, grasping for the truth of existence.  Illuminating Virginias progress through intense flashes of image,  sensation and perception, The Chandelier, Lispectors landmark second novel, is a disorienting and exhilarating portrait of one womans inner life.