Monday, December 7, 2009


Farewell, Farewell, Fairport Convention

Alternate photo version later today.

Edit: This is merely a comment on life stages - I am not going anywhere. I love you guys! [weeps copiously]


Caio Fernandes said...

ohhh , this little fellow .
i see myself on him .
i see myself walking this way alone on the world .
wonderful .
oops !! like a little doll ?

mouse (aka kimy) said...

love fairport convention!

are we to read something in to today's song choice, are you off on a bit of a wander?

ArtSparker said...

Mouse - nope, I'm around. It's more about transition.

Jenny said...

Lovely illustration!

It made me think of the illustrations in Danish Ole Lund Kirkegaard's books, especially in "Hodja from Pjort". I love his childrens books; they always have an anti-hero as the main character and I have a soft spots for all anti-heroes.

Bungy32 said...

Whew! I saw the title for this post on my blogger "dashboard," and I got a little scared. I was afraid this was an exit post. Glad it's not and that the farewelling is figurative.

Jasmine said...

Susan, I love your picture with the figure going gently on her way as if leaving the castle, the home. I like the variation of architecture the home, the castle, the Sinagogue?

Your choice of music the past days has been very beautiful and deeply moving.

Music is a perfect expression of transition, it captures emotions in a way that words never could.

We have a piece of music that has become woven into the fabric of 3 generations of my family although it is a relatively new piece of music on the ninja tunes label. To Build a Home, by The Cinematic Orchestra. The first time Paul heard it, it sent shivers down his spine and made tears roll down his face. Before Naomi could walk or talk it was the piece of music that would lull her to sleep or make her sit in silence listening. It is the first song she ever tried to sing along to or dance to. Its also the song we played at Nina's funeral. This piece of music inspired my mother in law to see her first live band in over 2 decades and in doing so she also was moved to tears by the power and beauty of music. For the first time she understood the feelings that music hold for her son (Paul) and why it has such an important place in our lives. It was also the first time she understood her mothers relationship with music. Paul's nan used o play violin in the Philamonic Orchestra but gave it up when she married.

Music has such power of the emotions, the intuitive self and that which we cannot express in words. It can be deeply sad yet bursting with joy at the same time. It does not fear uncertainty and that which we cannot explain.

ArtSparker said...

Thanks Jasmine - I listened to the link and I will listen to it again.

Coffee Messiah said...

Transition is good....we are looking to next year to make another major one ourselves.

And the Cinematic Orchestra is a good listen. We first heard them on the film that was re-released with them performing the soundtrack: The Man With A Movie Camera (which is amazing too).

Anyway, Cheers!

Titus said...

I love the face-houses! Alive, and he's moving toward promise, which is more cheering than his posture initially led me to think.
Transition is good, though I fight it tooth and nail.

Totalfeckineejit said...

Farewell is such asad world,even the first house looks so sad.I worry about this figure setting off into a fierce cold wind,a wind of change.I worry for him.

Cláudia said...

"No, I will never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be
But I'll swear a year to one who lies
Asleep along side of me"

Did I get it, somehow?

I love your posts, Susan, they make me think and learn, they are like riddles...

ArtSparker said...

Cláudia - Yes, that is those are the words, I don't think I had figured out one of the lines until you wrote it.

Anonymous said...

Now, now luv; no weeping! That gets me it does...and I know transition can be difficult( believe me! )

ArtSparker said...

Yes, Subby, I know you have experience with this.

Anonymous said...

Ach! But at least I can adapt no matter where I go, wot? The mental stress doesn't last so long, anymore :)