What an incredible March I have had! With the excitement of a murmuring brook I have awaited each new day, nervously, in wild anticipation of spring that has finally sprung, to see which joys of soft blossoms and fresh leaves it will bring me. The purple hyacinth whose fragrance has been colouring my daydreams and lulling me to sleep this past week has closed its petals, but the fragrant flowers in my heart have only started opening theirs, blooming and thriving, more vibrant and fragrant than ever before. A month of love – a month of blossoms and vast blue skies! The nature’s awakening. Lying in the warm rays of the afternoon sun like the cat, delighting in the warm shade of green on the newly sprung leaves of a weeping willow, picking daffodils and cherry blossoms and enjoying every delicate transient moment that their beauty offers. This month I was obsessed with the art of Konstantin Somov and even more with the Kangra paintings on love, especially those which show the mischievous and tender love adventures of Radha and Krishna, Japanese ceramics and their philosophy of wabi-sabi especially in relation to poetry and art, ikebana or the Japanese way of flower arrangements, colours of the month: baby blue, baby pink and red, paintings of Sleeping Beauties, lanterns and cherry blossoms, blooming trees in art as well as in nature around me. Perhaps the faithful bamboo had been with me all throughout the winter, but – at long last – the music of the birds has returned to me and I am grateful for that. Very happy to see what April has to offer!
“Lovers are always waiting. They hate to wait; they love to wait. Wedged between these two feelings, lovers come to think a great deal about time, and to understand it very well, in their perverse way.”
(Anne Carson, from “Now then,” Eros the Bittersweet)
“I love all that thou lovest,
Spirit of Delight!
The fresh Earth in new leaves dress’d,
And the starry night…
I love waves, and winds, and storms,
Everything almost
Which is Nature‘s, and may be
Untainted by man’s misery.”
(Percy Bysshe Shelley, Rarely, rarely comest thou)
“I want to sleep beneath
Peaceful skies in my lover’s bed
With a wide open country in my eyes
And these romantic dreams in my head
‘Cause once we made a promise we swore we’d always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender…”
(Bruce Springsteen, No Surrender)
David Hamilton – Suzanne Farrell (1971)
Alex Chatelain – Jean-Marc Maniatis Ad (Vogue Paris 1970)
Willie Christie – Uschi Obermaier Wearing a Top from Forbidden Fruit & Skirt from Vern Lambert (The Sunday Times Magazine 1974)
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