tag : bright yellow-green apples: Getting away.

"I see little point in persisting in a discussion with one so obstinate as you" Martin White

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Getting away.

This is kinda how I felt, the other night. I'd just got into another spat with my younger brother, and huffed upstairs to get out the way. I set about pulling down all the half-finished pictures on my walls, as a first start on packing. It's only a few days till I'm going to Sheffield, and I'm ready to go now. I'll be glad to get out of here, with so much untracable guilt and so many demands on me, and seek some more adventure and life in the city of culture. Hey, it's not going to be THE PROMISED LAND, but it's heaven compared to being stuck here. How's that for a mixed metaphor? So I just wave off, with a bit of a relieved smile. I need to be in study, in a place where I can get into everything arty, close to my girlfriend.

But first I must pay my dues, by joining the household on a familt holiday. I'll turn it into a romantic sketching jaunt, like the up-and-coming gentlemen used to do with thier lady companions, and it might even be fun. I'm taking Miracle of the Rose with me, by a guy called Jean Genet. It's such stereotypically French stuff, intense and packed with feelings, almost laughably so. At one point two of the prisoners encounter each other in thier chains - the eponymous protagonist and an angelic Harcomone - and Jean sees roses growing around them, and approaches Harcomone, who nearly swoons over him. Homoerotic prisoners - yes!


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