We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
I have had the poetry of T.S. Eliot ringing around my head for the past few weeks, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock in particular, I am living in his world of imagery, perhaps a blocking tactic, a longing for another place and time, a sea chamber, to be out of my element and protected simultaneously. I will be taking a break from my poor, neglected blog to concentrate on some family issues, it saddens me to bow out for the time being. I have also put my Etsy shop into vacation mode, hopefully it won’t be out of action for too long. I have gathered a few of my favourite things together for you below. I hope to see you all again before too long.
Evocative drawings from Lauren Nassef (seahorse above too).
Do you think the Superstitious Man (above) was a mariner once?
Wooden Dolls based on the work of designer Alexander Girard available from Vitra Design Museum shop.
Feather man is my favourite.
Stripes with my name on them, the Lisa Dress from Permanent Vacation
Some other pretty things.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think they will sing to me.