Sunday, October 07, 2007

dark luxuries

loss
sometimes demands to be recognised

wallowed bathed submerged in
indulged



Felt



A friend of a friend described it as the "dark luxury"



Here are some luxuries so dark and rich and beautiful and bitter that I need to share them.

It may be self-indulgent, but thats partly the point.






















5 Comments:

Blogger Country House Antique Textiles said...

Oh Letty :-(

9:36 AM  
Blogger david mcmahon said...

Came here from Akelamalu. That second picture is magic

8:09 PM  
Blogger d. chedwick bryant said...

compelling post.

7:55 PM  
Blogger Vintage to Victorian said...

Oh Lettuce - Such poignant photos. I hope this Christmas hasn't been too overwhelming for you all. I'll always remember the first one after my Dad died (only 6 weeks before). Such a weird, limbo non-existing time, when no-one could bring themselves to say Happy Christmas, but if it slipped out the stunned silence which followed. Thinking of you.
Sue x

11:33 AM  
Blogger LadrĂ³n de Basura (a.k.a. Junk Thief) said...

I loved the gloves on the trunk. Peeking into other people's closets is a real thrill for me.

7:52 PM  

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