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A Necklace of Memorable Days

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"Happiness is a matter of one's most ordinary everyday mode of consciousness being busy and lively and unconcerned with self. To be damned is for one's ordinary everyday mode of consciousness to be unremitting agonising preoccupation with self."

Iris Murdoch, The Nice and The Good

What sort of diary should I like mine to be? Something loose-knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace anything, solemn, slight or beautiful, that comes into my mind. I should like it to resemble some deep old desk or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through. I should like to come back, after a year or two, and find that the collection had sorted itself and refined itself and coalesced, as such deposits so mysteriously do, into a mould, transparent enough to reflect the light of our life, and yet steady, tranquil compounds with the aloofness of a work of art. The main requisite, I think, on reading my old volumes, is not to play the part of a censor, but to write as the mood comes or of anything whatever; since I was curious to find how I went for things put in haphazard, and found the significance to lie where I never saw it at the time.

V. Woolf

" She strung the afternoon on the necklace of memorable days, which was not too long for her to be able to recall this one or that one; this view, that city; to finger it, to feel it, to savour, sighing, the quality that made it unique."

Virginia Woolf, Moments of Being

"Why did I write any of my books, after all? For the sake of the pleasure, for the sake of the difficulty. I have no social purpose, no moral message; I've no general ideas to exploit, I just like composing riddles with elegant solutions."

Vladamir Nabokov

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My walk along the canal this morning took me by this burned out building.

Caine says:

I find the 3rd, 4th, 5th and 6th shots especially poignant. It's so sad to see such devastation. 5th shot faved.

5th Apr 2009, 21:56

Spiderbaby says:

Oh what a shame! That's so sad. Must be awful to have that happen :(

5th Apr 2009, 22:48

swamprose says:

yeah, toronto is full of empty closed stores and montreal is burning.

I need dancing in the streets. or spring.

nice series. how did it smell?

6th Apr 2009, 02:12

JokerXL says:

Interesting textures.
I was in a shop this weekend that sold second hand shop-dummies. There was one particular bright blue one that I want to buy (or rent for the day) and put into a scene like this, or a forest or scrap yard or something for a photo shoot. Extremes, contrasts.

6th Apr 2009, 06:31

OJ says:

Some really interesting textures. Top one faved.

6th Apr 2009, 11:35

factotum says:

It didn't smell, Swamprose. I think the fire must have taken place sometime ago, because there are snow piles still melting in some of these rooms. Today, I may walk around and take a look at the front of the building. The back of the building is completely open.
I posted these photos because I thought they had interesting textures and compositions; I should add some of the unlovely reality, such as the melted telephone, the unscathed box of waxed paper in the kitchen and the red dress just visible in the top photo.

6th Apr 2009, 12:02

swamprose says:

one vote for the melted phone.

6th Apr 2009, 12:15

factotum says:

I've added some photos in a separate post.

6th Apr 2009, 21:33