Crinkle Me Like Fortuny

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Relationship has true significance only when it is a process of self-revelation, when it is revealing oneself in the very action of relationship. But most of us do not want to be revealed in relationship. On the contrary, we use relationship as a means of covering up our own insufficiency, our own troubles, our own uncertainty. So relationship becomes mere movement, mere activity. I do not know if you have noticed that relationship is very painful, and that as long as it is not a revealing process, in which you are discovering yourself, relationship is merely a means of escape from yourself.

 

Extract from The Collected Works of Krishnamurti, via 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Outfit:

Hand Beaded Black Silk & Gauze Crinkle Dress: present from my dear Mum many years ago, bought at a craft fair

Peacock Feather Hairband: from Ebay

Black Floral High Heels: very old from the high street

Black Stockings: from M&S

Various Bracelets, Turquoise Earrings & Green Art Deco Ring: passed down from grannies Kiki and Penny

 

 

The Soundtrack:

Roberta Flack: The First Time I Ever Saw Your Face

 

 

All photographs taken by my dear Mum at my parents' house earlier this year.

The beautiful redhead in the painting is granny Kiki.

 

 

 While I like to capture some sort of serenity in my photographs, in reality behind the scenes my life is very demanding right now, hence my lack of comments on your blogs over the last week. I'm missing visiting you all, will pop around soon to say hello I promise!

 

 

 I am delighted to be a part of the next Visible Monday, hosted by Patti from Not Dead Yet Style, click on the website link to see her outfit and those of many others.

Gypsy Spring

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh I am a cat that likes to
Gallop about doing good
So
One day when I was
Galloping about doing good, I saw
A figure in the path; I said
Get off! (Be-
cause
I am a cat that likes to
Gallop about doing good)
But he did not move, instead
He raised his hand as if
To land me a cuff
So I made to dodge so as to
Prevent him bringing it orf,
Un-for-tune-ately I slid
On a banana skin
Some Ass had left instead
Of putting in the bin. So
His hand caught me on the cheek
I tried
To lay his arm open from wrist to elbow
With my sharp teeth
Because I am
A cat that likes to gallop about doing good.
Would you believe it?
He wasn’t there
My teeth met nothing but air,
But a Voice said: Poor Cat,
(Meaning me) and a soft stroke
Came on me head
Since when
I have been bald.
I regard myself as
A martyr to doing good
Also I heard a swoosh
As of wings, and saw
A halo shining at the height of
Mrs Gubbins’s backyard fence,
So I thought: What’s the good
Of galloping about doing good
When angels stand in the path
And do not do as they should
Such as having an arm to be bitten off
All the same I
Intend to go on being
A cat that likes to
Gallop about doing good
So
Now with my bald head I go,
Chopping the untidy flowers down, to
and fro,
An’ scooping up the grass to show
Underneath
The cinder path of wrath
Ha ha ha ha, ho,
Angels aren’t the only ones who do
not know
What’s what and that
Galloping about doing good
Is a full time job
That needs
An experienced eye of earthly
Sharpness, worth I dare say
(if you’ll forgive a personal note)
A good deal more
Than all that skyey stuff
Of angels that make so bold as
To pity a cat like me that
Gallops about doing good.

 

 

The Galloping Cat by Stevie Smith, via 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 The Outfit:

 

Vintage 1970s Sweetheart Neckline Green Dress: from Ebay

 

Pink Shawl: a gift from a friend

 

Vintage Bracelets: passed down from granny Penny

 

Purple Embroidered Pumps: a gift from Barcelona from darling Mr Eve

 

Hoop Vintage Style Earrings: Accessorize

 

 

The Cat:

 

our girl Nico

 

The Soundtrack

 

Django Reinhardt: Anthology

 

 

Photographs taken by me, self portraits using the timer on my little digital camera.

 

I'm delighted to be a part of the next Visible Monday, hosted by the lovely Patti from www.notdeadyetstyle.blogspot.co.uk, click on the website link to see her outfit and those of many others.