Cassandra

Cassandra was given the ability to see the future by Apollo: when she refused him, he cursed her with the provision that her prophecies would never be believed.

It can never be...

Celery stalk fantasizing about pear. I started cutting out pieces of pine today as backing for these, they will be self-hanging.

Something else to do in London this weekend - Sunday the Clerkenwell Kid is playing at the Battersea One on One festival, for all you Real Tuesday Weld Fans

Oh, and for those whose thirst for the perverse is unslaked by the above visual, you might enjoy this post on Dinosaur Casserole.

Satisfying

The man in this old photo was sporting mutton chop whiskers much like those Michael Redgrave had as the caterpillar in the BBC Alice of 1966. In that scene, Alice talks to the Caterpillar as he gazes through a wooden model of I think St. Paul's Cathedral, which may have suggested to me enclosing this person's face inside pen and ink architecture. I've had it for a couple of months, waiting for a final element.

It's oddly satisfying, then, that I found the discarded shell of a champagne cork this morning, which completes the caterpillar's cocoon when it is sewed on. I believe the photograph is originally from Norway. I may display these by attaching them to branches - it would give the option have having their beautiful backs available to look at.

Edit: Karin tells me the photo is from Sweden- someone must have brought this ancestor with them long ago.

Lilith

After finishing this, it occurred to me I had George MacDonald's allegorical fairytale Lilith in mind when working on it. George MacDonald was a good friend of Charles Dodgson (Lewis Carroll) . The story is that of a sort of super-succubus who holds half the waters of the world in her hand. Her sin is in cutting off life, which results in her living a sort of half-life and doing harm to others. George MacDonald was quite an interesting character, a Presbyterian minister whose unorthodox sermons (he believed in that God was internal, and in love rather than doctrine) got his parishioners riled up to the point where he was essentially demoted from a parish with a good living to a less remunerative one. It's also interesting that C.S. Lewis was such an admirer of MacDonald, whose vision seems to me much more generous than that of Lewis.

This (on Imaginary Bicycle) made me cry, in a good way.