Saturday, December 15, 2007

Sunsets

I grew up in what could be termed a big house. My bedroom had two windows in a rounded wall, and one faced the sunset - over the courtyard you could see a green hill, with little twisted, Alison Uttley type hawthorn trees, and these would go black against the sky as it turned from pink and orange to indigo blue. It was a beautiful sight, with eerie undertones, somehow. I, being the fanciful young person I was, always got that medieval, Celtic, solstice-y feeling around that time of day. Like that was when we owned the world les than we thought.

I miss living surrounded by scenery like I did then - I haven't really done any art since... it's much easier to be creative when you're surrounded by space, light and beauty, I've found. Where I live now, there's only a view if you stand on the bath and look out the skylight - I didn't realise that til my very tall cousin mentioned it! however, I was at a party up on the rocky Valley drive last night, which is where I really want to live - but walking back down the drive to the car was Very Dark and steep, in my heels, and of course, all I could think about was were-wolves...
But driving home from Ashford today, the light was that strange, fooggy, yellowy winter light, very atmospheric. Turning off for Bray at the kilmac turn-off, looking at the trees, I got that medieval, other-worldly feeling agian, like I might have been at the foot of a mountain castle. It made me think of the line, 'in the bleak midwinter', from the carol - it was a bleak but beautiful light. I can see why Polka's thinking about fog.

8 comments:

  1. That must have been an amazing place to grow up! Wonder did that have anything to do with the gothic cure head phase you went through????

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  2. Oh yes, I used to hang out in the graveyard... and when I was a teenager I went to live in the basement.

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  3. wow a basement.....gothic :-)

    When used to mitch off school I would go to the local graveyard with my friend, we'd sit on gravestones and smoke!

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  4. I think art is easier to appreciate than create.

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  5. I think art can sometimes be impossible to create unless you have the right surroundings. I can only write if I'm in certain places.

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  6. I'm useless, I have never cottoned on to the whole beauty of the sunset and all that. I guess the cloest I came to admiring it was in Hawaii with a mai tai in one hand and a bit of traditional lu'au music going on in the background. Need to become more at one with nature I think.

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  7. One of the things I wished for my daughter on her first birthday/welcoming ceremony sort of thingy was the ability to appreciate the beauty of nature. i wonder would the wrld be in less of a mess in more people were able to tap in to that?

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