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wow--this is one of my favorites! I am a total sucker for letters. Upside down, even better.
Yes, I think the upside-down of the letters frees up the mind from trying to 'read ' something to enjoy the abstractness of it all. Nice. -J
Your August 8th post touched me in many ways. I'll be going back to read it again. (you ARE an art sparker)
I think this is one of the most fascinating passages in Through the Looking Glass. There are too many things to say about it, but what really caught my attention about being in the woods without words or memories is the instant brotherhood that was born between Alice and the Fawn. It seems that culture (words, language, habits, etc) draws a lot of lines distinguishing and separating creatures. When all this go down, creatures just bond.
I should just add that this passage in Looking Glass bears an intimate relation to two of my touchstones - the Stevens poem On The Road Home, referenced in my post of March 13, and the Maeterlinck quote referenced in the post of July 24 of 2009. The theme is developed in Dreaming Alice at greater length.
How come the N and the H are the right way up? Or is the N a Z having a sleep?
I love it that the letters have become bizarre roadsigns giving directions to who knows where...
Oh no! I hope you are feeling better.
Nicholas- As I told a friend earlier, the fact that I am so cerebral has led to my confusing a mood and physical illness. Turns out, I am still sick. I get sick rarely, so it is always confusing when it happens.
TFe- You're messing with me, right?
Beautiful image. I love yellowed old typewriter keys. I have collected a few with the aim of sometime making something wearable out of them. But they are also just nice to hold and look at.
I wish I had an ancient typewriter type on my computer.
Love love love this one!!!
Susan, why Doroty Wordsworth appears as one of the labels of this post?
Cláudia - that would be because Google messed with me when I typed in "Words" and failed to observe that it had helpfully inserted a previous tag. I will go fix it.
My copy came! My copy came!
Titus - I'm glad you are excited.
Excited AND delighted.
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