Click on the pictures to expand them, I think this letter card dates from around 1905, it does beg the question, what would you say if limited to not more than five words of conversational greeting including signature?
“I am just going, Oats” doesn’t work really does it?
When the list of materials used to produce a work of art contains butter, one usually expects a book (like Alice in Wonderland, "But it was the best butter") or a film line (like Last Tango in Paris) you do get "oil and tar" in The Waste Land but not butter.
Anyway it's hard to focus on the butter so I went back to Margate today and had another go.
Is it me or is Mr Gormly’s bottom getting redder? Perhaps I should go out in my waders with the Sudocrem.
Peter Blake's Marcel Duchamp's World Tour Playing Chess With Tracey, I think connects our Tracey with The Waste Land's "A Game of Chess" well it's there. A picture in the exhibition - I mean.
It is you know - very difficult to get away form the issue that The Waste Land is a very depressing poem.
This is the link to the pictures on my camera card for today, a bit like watching paint dry as much of the time I was experimenting with sports mode
This is the link to the books that went out in the bookshop yesterday
I can connect
Nothing with nothing.
The broken fingernails of dirty hands.
My people humble people who expect
And yes I am sorry about being a bit obsessive over this new art exhibition - which seem to be about connecting things to the Waste Land,
In the gallery today - when people asked me. "How are you?" I answered. [We who were living are now] "dying. With a little patience." I gather I can mimic Eliot's accent fairly well. Strangely enough I didn't get many laughs.