It was quite usual to walk around the city alone, when I lived in London. Perhaps that was the most introspective experience of my entire life.
Besides walking along the river bank in the end of the day, one of my favourite places in London is Brick Lane street. At least once a week I took the tube towards Aldgate East station to visit the East End.
Brick Lane’s neighborhood is a very interesting place. The Spitalfields market, the Whitechapel gallery, many Bangladeshi restaurants, coffee shops, designers’ studios… they are all popping up in Brick Lane!
One special place is a second hand clothes store named Absolute Vintage.
I’m so glad to announce the new layout of my page, developed by my dear hubby Guilherme.
The name Far Down the Rabbit Hole is the name of the blog section, inspired in the story of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, wrote by an English author, mathematician, logician, photographer and Anglican clergyman, Lewis Carroll.
Like Alice struggling to find her way through a disconcerting world, the blog’s purpose is to go far down the rabbit hole and explore my own life experiences. To share my own world, never stable, always slipping into something else.
Alice - “Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
The Cat - “That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.”
At the doctor, in the waiting room, it’s early morning. A couple is seated on a sofa. The man is carrying their little, crying baby. Nurses are walking around and a cleaner that has entered the room, says “good morning” and puts more coffee in the cofee machine. A young lady is reading a book, next to the window. There is a door in the room.
An old man and his son are in the center of the room. The old man is seated on a two seat sofa and the son is standing besides him, in the left side. A wheelchair is right behind them.
The son - Father, you have to drink some water before doing the exam.
The movie is very beautiful. It is about Miss Helen Beatrix Potter, an English book author and illustrator, born in Kensington, London in 1866.
The best thing in this movie is that it captures the perfect atmosphere of Miss Potter’s world and the point of view of a child. I saw myself having some thoughts that I used to have when I was a child - giving names to all the animals, imagining them at their “homes” and “families” like they were humans.
My hubby gave me a book this week, about Maysa. Unfortunatelly the book is not yet for sale at Amazon.com. The only way to get in touch with the story is buying the book at a brazilian book store, like Livraria Culturaand read it in portuguese.
Maysa was a brazilian singer and composer from the 50’s, already dead. I spent the last two days reading this marvelous book, totally immersed into her life’s story. (more…)
