As a child I was always fascinated by collections of butterflies such as the one above – I loved their iridescent, fragile beauty at the same time as I found the idea of killing things for display melancholy and more than a little disturbing.
People collect for lots of reasons. Craft materials for projects that remain unmade. Postcards of places they’ve never been, places that perhaps no longer exist to go to. Teapots that pour only dust, costumed dolls with their ribboned skirts and clicking eyelids that no child will ever hug.
Of course, not all collections are mournful, or disturbing, or both. That’s just my particular take. What’s yours?
Have a good weekend…
I love markets. I love the abundance, the colour, the possibilities. The chance of finding something new, different, strange – whether it’s a food I’ve never eaten before, an intriguing picture, a wonderfully coloured piece of material or a hat that surely once belonged to someone’s gloriously eccentric auntie.
Yet markets, as Christina Rossetti knew, can be strange, dangerous places. They are loaded with temptations. They are full of odd corners, and alleyways, and bargains that might not be what they first appear.
So let your imagine wander through a market, in this world or another, and see what might be for sale…
And have a good weekend, whether you go marketing or not.
It’s a little late for Samhain and a little early for Christmas. None the less, November is a time of festivals: from the Bahá’í celebration of the Birth of Baha’u’llah, through Hindu Diwali with its many lights, Shinto’s Niinamesei – once a harvest festival, now a celebration of all those who work – to the South American Day of the Dead whose origins go back to pre-Columbian cultures. Not to mention the purely secular Fifth of November, (the celebration of the conviction of a failed terrorist, or a memorial to a revolutionary – or simply an excuse for fireworks, whichever you prefer).
Each festival has its external aspects, particular decorations, costumes, food, songs – and its internal aspects. Celebration, contemplation, reaffirmation. Many festivals change over the years, morphing in form, and popularity, and meaning.
So let us consider festivals, and the stories from which they came, the stories that happen at them, or the stories of festivals yet to be created…
Have a festive weekend.