addendum:
after several comments I just had to look at what it is that we love about small things and dolls' houses and what I choose as a decorative theme within such a house; I believe it has in part to do with our past, childhood memories that accompany us throughout our adult lives; for me a hollow tree in the orchard in the huge garden that came with our house in Brigg U.K. has for many reasons stayed imprinted in my mind's eye; it was a magical tree for me, I would spend hours outdoors mixing water and 'herbs' in pots and pans, concoctions not dissimilar to the dyeing vats I experiment with nowadays; this hollow-tree-memory allows me to notice them everywhere I go and I looked back at a trip I made with then-boyfriend-now-husband D in Nepal (and India) because of the memory of such a tree and also their buildings: the stones piled one upon the other, an organically growing assembly of buildings; a pic of me standing next to an elephant, I like this photo because I'm laughing and look really happy (I was to be sure, very much in luv')
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| shrines like this one within the trees with roots above earth were a common sight, the young man is D of course, also looking very happy |
7 comments:
I would like to live there. It reminds me of the book Heidi, where she got to sleep in a loft with a window view of the Alps around here.
an attic.
Lovely : )
well Julie, I would like to live there too......
yes Grace an attic (come to think of it there is a huge attic in our family house in Maastricht where my parents still live and as we no longer had a large garden in this townhouse, we played in this attic Lots)
Susan: thank you;-)
Something so very heart grabbing to see our younger self and the person we loved and to know that it continued and continues...
Such beautiful memories (and photos). I think we all have our own childhood memories of those places and activities that spoke to our hearts. I made "mush" in a red oval tin dish and played stranded on an island on the front porches. Bookshelves turned into Barbie houses and the hollow tree in a special movie, "My Side of the Mountain"...gates that could swing open, creating a closed off nook in the bushes...and tiny treasure that inspired dreams to fly! You help keep so much of this alive for me.
Thanks :)
heart grabbing Marti, yes there are times I can hardly bear to look at pics of younger self, or the boys, the Innocence of it all....or maybe the-not-knowing-what-will-become (is that the same thing??)
.....anyway will be posting more I guess, 'cos of this Project - it brings back many memories untouched, half-forgotten
thanks Nancy for sharing your memories as well....the past is a strange place....the orchard I mention no longer exists in the 'real world' I know this for we revisited the village a few years ago and ventured into the garden, what a change, but in my mind it is all as it was when we lived there
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