Word for the week ahead - less. I've just closed the door to the bathroom, everything is shiny, clean and organised. I've just finished spring cleaning the bathroom and it smells faintly of bleach covered over with apple scented wax from the gently glowing warmer. It doesnt sound like a big thing but it is for me. It's a big tick off my list and when I open that door I will feel a little tingle of joy and success
Thanks Amy- my word for the week is “Babel.” It’s an academic fantasy novel I’m reading by RF Kuang, set in Oxford, where the magic comes from knowing obscure etymology and translation between languages. The big theme is colonialism and appropriation. It’s making me dream of being in uni again.
Monsters Inc was absolutely on my mind as I read this. I can't resist the magic in metaphor of a door and a portal. I like thinking about the in between space, the threshold. It's quite en vogue now to talk about liminal spaces. But I think it's a fascinating place to be and to think about. In any case, I happily stepped through many portals with you thanks to your post. I had a bit of a mind blow with the backwards push sign. There's some sort of self-reflective, feedback loop, Mobius strip, Infinity scarf theme in there.
Even though I've never run a marathon, I have run long distances. The toll taken on the body is revealed over time only after the run is complete. I've made the mistake more than once of pushing through the aftermath and then finding myself facing injury, no longer able to run. My takeaway from this is that sometimes the fallout is greater than we expect after the actual ordeal. Or put another way, there is great impact, often unseen, that needs to be reckoned with in some way after the dust settles. I guess my motivation in sharing that is to empathize.
I always appreciate your posts, because I find some nugget of insight that helps me expand my thinking about life in a modern age.
My song to share: Seasick, Yet Still Docked by Morrissey. I love the title. And the last sentence: "My love is as sharp as a needle in your eye; you must be such a fool to pass me by." For all of us who feel misunderstood and out of place. https://youtu.be/HcV6Gc0eUtQ?si=EOT30Pv-PtJsVDfx
When I read your post I thought of this quote immediately.
“But I have sometimes thought that a woman's nature is like a great house full of rooms: there is the hall, through which everyone passes in going in and out; the drawing-room, where one receives formal visits; the sitting-room, where the members of the family come and go as they list; but beyond that, far beyond, are other rooms, the handles of whose doors perhaps are never turned; no one knows the way to them, no one knows whither they lead; and in the innermost room, the holy of holies, the soul sits alone and waits for a footstep that never comes.”
-Edith Wharton
Hugs for the upcoming week. May you find all the right doors opening for you.
The door I thought of was a gate with a key in The Secret Garden. I always hoped to find a secret place no one else knew about. Of course I wanted it to be beautiful and magical, but real life doesn’t offer these up very often.
My Song of the Week is Paramore’s Running Out of Time. I haven’t even begun the week and I’m lamenting the fact that it will be so busy I might not get to relax into a break from school. My word of the week should be “present” because I’m thinking past and future too much.
A story with a door... Coraline from Neil Gaiman. And, maybe not so much about doors or portals but about ancient passageways and secret rooms, the Slow Regard of Silent Things from Patrick Rothfuss. Both favourites of mine.
Word for the week ahead: knitting . I set myself a goal of finishing all uncompleted items before the end of the year. (Two sleeves, 2 and a half socks, and replacing the toes of a pair of socks.)
A favorite door is the tiny one in the underground hall in Alice and Wonderland. I also remember a book from when I was a kid where a boy fell through a door from his planet into ours. Mostly I remember the cover and feeling it suggested, the story not being too memorable I guess. I’ve always loved doors/ portals since I was very little...the opportunity to escape away into an unknown world. Drawing was always a door like that for me.
I found your drawn panels very powerful in the way they convey the feeling of the marathon.
Word for the week ahead - less. I've just closed the door to the bathroom, everything is shiny, clean and organised. I've just finished spring cleaning the bathroom and it smells faintly of bleach covered over with apple scented wax from the gently glowing warmer. It doesnt sound like a big thing but it is for me. It's a big tick off my list and when I open that door I will feel a little tingle of joy and success
Thanks Amy- my word for the week is “Babel.” It’s an academic fantasy novel I’m reading by RF Kuang, set in Oxford, where the magic comes from knowing obscure etymology and translation between languages. The big theme is colonialism and appropriation. It’s making me dream of being in uni again.
Monsters Inc was absolutely on my mind as I read this. I can't resist the magic in metaphor of a door and a portal. I like thinking about the in between space, the threshold. It's quite en vogue now to talk about liminal spaces. But I think it's a fascinating place to be and to think about. In any case, I happily stepped through many portals with you thanks to your post. I had a bit of a mind blow with the backwards push sign. There's some sort of self-reflective, feedback loop, Mobius strip, Infinity scarf theme in there.
Even though I've never run a marathon, I have run long distances. The toll taken on the body is revealed over time only after the run is complete. I've made the mistake more than once of pushing through the aftermath and then finding myself facing injury, no longer able to run. My takeaway from this is that sometimes the fallout is greater than we expect after the actual ordeal. Or put another way, there is great impact, often unseen, that needs to be reckoned with in some way after the dust settles. I guess my motivation in sharing that is to empathize.
I always appreciate your posts, because I find some nugget of insight that helps me expand my thinking about life in a modern age.
My song to share: Seasick, Yet Still Docked by Morrissey. I love the title. And the last sentence: "My love is as sharp as a needle in your eye; you must be such a fool to pass me by." For all of us who feel misunderstood and out of place. https://youtu.be/HcV6Gc0eUtQ?si=EOT30Pv-PtJsVDfx
My word for the week is patience, and my favorite story about doors is Every Heart a Doorway, by Seanan McGuire
As much as I was tempted to choose a song from The Grinch, My song for November is Mad World, by Tears for Fears. https://youtu.be/u1ZvPSpLxCg?si=LFhPOf-fDFQBNDIf
When I read your post I thought of this quote immediately.
“But I have sometimes thought that a woman's nature is like a great house full of rooms: there is the hall, through which everyone passes in going in and out; the drawing-room, where one receives formal visits; the sitting-room, where the members of the family come and go as they list; but beyond that, far beyond, are other rooms, the handles of whose doors perhaps are never turned; no one knows the way to them, no one knows whither they lead; and in the innermost room, the holy of holies, the soul sits alone and waits for a footstep that never comes.”
-Edith Wharton
Hugs for the upcoming week. May you find all the right doors opening for you.
The door I thought of was a gate with a key in The Secret Garden. I always hoped to find a secret place no one else knew about. Of course I wanted it to be beautiful and magical, but real life doesn’t offer these up very often.
My Song of the Week is Paramore’s Running Out of Time. I haven’t even begun the week and I’m lamenting the fact that it will be so busy I might not get to relax into a break from school. My word of the week should be “present” because I’m thinking past and future too much.
A story with a door... Coraline from Neil Gaiman. And, maybe not so much about doors or portals but about ancient passageways and secret rooms, the Slow Regard of Silent Things from Patrick Rothfuss. Both favourites of mine.
Word for the week ahead: knitting . I set myself a goal of finishing all uncompleted items before the end of the year. (Two sleeves, 2 and a half socks, and replacing the toes of a pair of socks.)
A favorite door is the tiny one in the underground hall in Alice and Wonderland. I also remember a book from when I was a kid where a boy fell through a door from his planet into ours. Mostly I remember the cover and feeling it suggested, the story not being too memorable I guess. I’ve always loved doors/ portals since I was very little...the opportunity to escape away into an unknown world. Drawing was always a door like that for me.
I found your drawn panels very powerful in the way they convey the feeling of the marathon.
Definitely not lip-smacking… so confused. 😂