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Caryatid Fallen
Dec. 27th, 2006 06:29 amThis is, in an odd way, a continuance of a conversation I started with the photograph, "Caryatid", which I took of the Amazing H, back in the 90s in a necropolis in Piedmont. My apologies to Rodin, but the theme is a strong one with me. Collapse, but not complete collapse. Her hand is what draws me more than anything in this image. The strength in it.
She may have fallen, but there's no doubt in me. She will rise up again.
It's the first time that I've actually been interested in going back to that place in Piedmont.
* * *
So.
Only New Year's Eve and Day left to go.
I find myself still in a winter state of mind. Resting and wanting more hibernation. It rained in the night and I am so grateful. It's not raining now and I wish it would. It has been so dry and cold.
Olivia, one of our cats, is wandering the house, yowling. I know how she feels. I'm back to the day job this morning. It may be a short week, as next week will be as well, but man, I wish I wasn't going at all. I want to stay home and sleep.
Doesn't help that I know it's going to be utterly dead at work.
Oh well. Opportunity to get a lot of writing done, yes? Incorporate some of this winter mood into the words.
I have no resolutions yet, though I have plans to sit down with my planner and revisit my goals. Check in with what I want to accomplish next year. But resolutions themselves? I don't really do them anymore. Too much like having to give up meat for Lent. But goals? Goals I can do.
Probably splitting a fine semantic hair here, but there it is.
I'm rambling at this point.
It's peaceful. Except for the cat. Who now stops. So yes. Peaceful and still. Here's hoping that the office will be too.
She may have fallen, but there's no doubt in me. She will rise up again.
It's the first time that I've actually been interested in going back to that place in Piedmont.
* * *
So.
Only New Year's Eve and Day left to go.
I find myself still in a winter state of mind. Resting and wanting more hibernation. It rained in the night and I am so grateful. It's not raining now and I wish it would. It has been so dry and cold.
Olivia, one of our cats, is wandering the house, yowling. I know how she feels. I'm back to the day job this morning. It may be a short week, as next week will be as well, but man, I wish I wasn't going at all. I want to stay home and sleep.
Doesn't help that I know it's going to be utterly dead at work.
Oh well. Opportunity to get a lot of writing done, yes? Incorporate some of this winter mood into the words.
I have no resolutions yet, though I have plans to sit down with my planner and revisit my goals. Check in with what I want to accomplish next year. But resolutions themselves? I don't really do them anymore. Too much like having to give up meat for Lent. But goals? Goals I can do.
Probably splitting a fine semantic hair here, but there it is.
I'm rambling at this point.
It's peaceful. Except for the cat. Who now stops. So yes. Peaceful and still. Here's hoping that the office will be too.
