Monday, July 23, 2007

Prism, golden flower and kisses.

1. Having the time to watch rainbows from the crystal in my window dancing round the room.

2. An opulent costume drama. The Curse of the Golden Flower reminds me of Gormenghast with its secrets, endless corridors, clockwork rituals and poetically-named terraces. I loved the scale of it -- the picture often focused on one servant working and then pulled back to show the same task repeated over and over again.

3. A few kisses snatched in a darkened hallway.

At the gate, invitation and beetroots.

1. I find yet more recycling and squinting in the drizzle, go down to the gate to put it out. Our neighbour is at her gate and we grumble ge...