Silent Sunday
Today me and my golden shoes go ….
Today is the day! I have dreamt about this day for months; at noon we fly to Brazil.We have packed all but the kitchen sink!! I will not be in contact with my virtual friends for the next day or so. I am sure you will all manage without me!! Meanwhile me and my golden shoes will continue our journey I will update you soon. With my love and very best wishes Helenx
A quick snapshot …
Today is the last day before my annual summer holiday. I am off to Brazil! I have spent this week in a bubble of high joy and the deep anxiety. Although I have tried to be calm, organised and ready for a happy reunion with my daughter; I find myself in a place of uncertainty and sadness. I am hoping that this apprehension will lift when the bags are packed and we are safely on the plane …. any fears about our inevitable separation at the end of the holiday will fade.
So I leave the library with this image taken from a book by Kathleen Hale Orlando the marmalade cat a seaside holiday and smile!!
O livro do mês
Tomorrow I go Brazil … To visit my daughter and her partner after a long and stressful 6 months. This intercontinental commuting is commonplace ; parents and their children do live far a part. We try and adjust to the comings and goings and for the most part we probably succeed and for that I am grateful. Nonetheless I agree with Maysa ; so we must honour the time we do spend together no matter how short and glorify the distance no matter how far xxxx
O livro do mês de junho de 2014 é a obra de Lira Neto intitulada “Maysa: Só numa multidão de amores”. O livro de 390 páginas é denso no que diz respeito à história da artista que foi muito controversa em vida. O mesmo segue um caminho que vai de sua infância até os fins de seus dias, não deixando escapar absolutamente nada do que foi parte constante da trajetória da cantora: Seus diários de infância (que foram prática comum na adolescência e maturidade), seus porres emblemáticos e os seus amores e desamores, ou ao menos os mais conhecidos do público e que eram veiculados por uma mídia que já era tendenciosa à ponto de criar muitas situações vexatórias para denegrir a imagem da artista.
Adeus, palavra tão corriqueira
Que se diz a semana inteira
A alguém que se conhece.
Adeus, logo mais eu telefono
Eu agora estou com sono
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Alphabe Thursday …. J is for Jack and Jill
This nursery rhyme is considered by some as fairy tale because it has a romantic air. From the beginning of the 19th century it formed one of the chapbook series; the story was extended to fifteen verses. The second verse is probably a legacy of this extension and not so old as the first verse which alone and appears in 18th century documents. The rhyming of water (wahter) with after (ahter) suggests that it dates from early 17th century.
At first glance the rhyme seems to be nonsense but there is a theory that the verse refers to the Eddaic Hjuki and Bil. Hjuki in Norse would be pronounced Juki to become Jack ; and Bil, for the sake of euphony, and in order to give a female name would become Jill. The children were used in a Scandinavian myth to explain the markings on the moon. When the moon is full so the children can be seen with the bucket on a pole between them.
Wednesday’s woman wood engraver …
Dipping into English wood-engraving, 1900-1950 by Thomas Balston I came across some nice images by Gwenda Morgan (1908-1991).Who was a wood engraver born in Petworth, Sussex an area frequently depicted in her work. She attended Goldsmiths’ College of Art until 1929, after that at the Grosvenor School of Modern Art under Iain Macnab learning to wood engrave. After this she was introduced to Christopher Sandford at the Golden Cockerel Press where she illustrated books. She exhibited at the Royal Academy, the Redfern Gallery and for the Royal Society of Painters and Printmakers as a member. She was best know for a books and illustrations, especially Gray’s Elegy (1946) and Grimm’s Other Tales (1956) ( a new selection by Wilhelm Hansen ; translated & edited by Ruth Michaelis-Jena and Arthur Ratcliff : illustrated with ten wood-engravings by Gwenda Morgan.
I managed to find a nice copy of Grimms’ other tales. It would seem that among the treasures sent out of Berlin for safety during the Second War War were the notebooks of Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm. Some of the manuscripts were many fairy tales collected by the brothers. For various reasons many of these tales are not available for the general reader. Fifty of them are presented in the replica of the famous Golden Cockerel edition. All the tales compiled were either not used by the Grimms in the editions of their, or were ejected after the first edition. The reasons for the shabby treatment seem to be twofold, and on the surface contradictory : some were left out because Wilhelm judge their story interest insufficient to hold attention, or the incidents to fragmentary, but others because they were too exciting; sometimes horrifying, for young readers. while others. Jacob the purist scholar, thought too ‘improved’ and embellished and therefore lacked authenticity.
Weekly Photo Challenge …. The Container or is it?
I am a fool for stuff ; but I have learned the hard way to be discerning as what I ‘collect’. First each item must be useful; there many be varying degrees of this rather ambiguous term. If it is not so useful it should be contained or carefully disguised as something else. Or edible, therefore will not take up valuable space for too long. There are of course many variables of the the above criteria. I have been around much longer than the ‘space saving’ police so I have learned some cunning tactics.
So, yet another attractive jug is a container for pens, more tobacco tins always useful for pins. How many pins or tins does a lady need? Buttons too, need containing. You just never know, until this odd little thing came a long. Left among my mother’s belongings it needed a home. I and not even sure what it is. Such a shame not to put it to use. So when I am left with some pretty but prickly teasels this seemed a likely container!! Also in my defense, it would not do to leave the little blighters in my garden to spill their ferocious seeds!! While they are so stately on the roadside in my little garden they are demons.
Monday and the un-sorrow
Depression is cruel. Even those who suffer from it are taken by surprise but its insidious ways to chuck us into disrepair. So it it more difficult for those we love and love us who don’t understand our confusion and therefore help us.
For instance as I prepare for my trip to Brazil, I should ‘be happy’ and of course I am. I have be preparing for months. I have enjoyed it and have no regrets; my trip will be wonderful.
But this morning I have woken; sad, anxious and hopeless, wondering ‘ what next?’ and ‘Where am I going? All the emotions and pointless questions that sap my energy and waste time … I weep and grieve about my lost hair.
But then as I consider not writing a post … to grissle once more about the ‘What ifs? and ‘the has been’
I notice a little fan …. waiting to be packed. A present from a friend bought on a recent trip; she thought it would be nice for me to take to Brazil … I hadn’t looked at it closely … until now it really is quite beautiful!
Silent Sunday
Saturday … with Thanks
It is Saturday, in one week’s time I will be on the way to Brazil. It is the fruition of many thoughts over the last 6 months. I am beginning to feel excited; but I can wait. I have things to do; things I enjoy and those I don’t find so pleasant. Nonetheless the anticipation for this long awaited trip to my beloved in South America has been as it should be; doing and being a separate mum, a woman enjoying (and sometimes not) the empty nest. Experiencing a wide gambit of emotions it has been a roller coaster; a bumpy ride, endured only with the support of loyal friends and family.
But I can say with hand on heart, I would not have missed it for the world but is not over yet … until the fat lady sings, Brazil and all it holds it not yet mine! So while my heart flutters and I hold back the foolish excitement …
I look at my latest works; they ARE works in progress mere tokens of preparation (life). Over the last few days I have bound together sheets of papers ‘marked’ sort of strategically to be used (to add more marks) over the next few days and during my stay in Brazil and after … as moving memento of this journey.
I would like to thank those who have been there for me over the last 6 months it has been a nightmare. This is not a term I use lightly as a sufferer of nightmares this has been ghastly. I have heard people suggest that to break a fingernail is a nightmare! However,without my work colleagues, friends and family I would not have made these books or anything else … So thank you all!
Coat Hanger Doll's House 