Tag: life
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They hand you a box
They hand you a boxFour neat lines joined at supremely perfect right anglesYour body, rounded at the edges, pliable, more flesh than muscleSqueezing yourself into shape you triumph, look you say, I fitSkin compacted into nothingnessCells harnessed to behave One day, unexpectedly you spill outOver the edges, across the linesMass dictating it’s ruleslook they say,…
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Basel Trip, Day Two and Three
If you visit Basel then do take a day to admire the Old Town. Along with the Mittlere Brücke, the Basler Münster (Cathedral) or Minster is probably the most famous landmark in Basel. It is quite like the Dom in Cologne. Its iconic red sandstone walls and twin towers, are easily recognisable in the Basel…
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Style Inspirations: Women and Jewellery
Fabrics, tattoos, jewellery, make up, bring it all, and bring it in bulk. I got introduced to Michele Lamy a few months ago and have since been deeply fascinated by her. Watching Lamy is like looking at art, you are inexplicably attracted towards her, and I find her deeply intriguing. Watch her hands in the…
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The Horror Within: On watching Life
After watching Life (2017) on Netflix I wondered how the small responsive unassuming alien life form grows, feeds, and transforms into a creature that eventually squeezes the vital parts of the body in order to nurture itself. Much in the vein of Frankenstein (1818) killing its creator/stimulator and thus, warning of the perils of meddling…
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Bruegel and my Son
My son age 11 took a picture of the school playground covered in snow To send to his classmate who has recently moved to South Korea He said there was no him, no longer in that playground The image reminded me of Bruegel’s winter scenes So I told him about how Bruegel made everyday drudgery…
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Being Unwell is Debilitating
I am very unwell; I thought I would post a poem, but unfortunately I don’t seem to have the energy for that. My apologies. Edited to add: Why not then read this poem called “One Geography of Belonging” by Kayleb Rae Candrilli.
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Freedom in a Nutshell
All wrapped up in my own thoughts. Is there anything called freedom? Where you know the ground that you stand on, understand the decisions you plan on taking? I heard you saying, “we are the choices we make,” as you dragged your toe drawing patterns on the dusty floor. I suppose that you believed in…
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Why Can’t You Smell Your Own Home?
I discovered this fascinating article on The Cut “Why Can’t You Smell Your Own Home?“. It talks about how we get so used to smells that are non-threatening we stop sensing them. It seems that we “tune out” the smells, which probably explains why we stop smelling a perfumed candle or a pillow spray, after…
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