Curiosity will get the better of us though, and there will come a time when we get the urge to dig out that small detail, or go hunting for a box of events that never quite worked, yet didn’t deserve to be consigned to the tip.
And, what happens when we unexpectedly arrive at a moment that calls us to consciously take stock? How will we best arrange the souvenirs that prove we were actually there? Perhaps we'll tilt them towards sentimentality or angle them to create a shadow of nostalgia. We may line them up in a way that momentarily changes perspective, only to have them collapse under the weight of long-held beliefs.
Listening to David Bowie’s newly released single, yesterday, I was moved, and left with the impression of a man reflecting, not so much on the contents of his cupboard, but the frailty of that which connects one item to the other.
Such a sad song but another great from Bowie. Agree about the frailty connecting one item (or person) to another.
ReplyDeleteCan't get it out of my head at the moment.
DeleteQ. "And, what happens when we unexpectedly arrive at a moment that calls us to consciously take stock? How will we best arrange the souvenirs that prove we were actually there"
ReplyDeleteA. We start contributing to Sepia Saturday.
(You might have thought that was a new single by David Bowie, but you would be wrong. It is his contribution to this weeks' Sepia Saturday)
I wonder if he had one of his futuristic visions when he was writing 'Drive-in Saturday'?
DeleteI've only listened to it twice, but it rings a bell. Is he talking about the rubbish of the past which you accidentally didn't consign to the tip? Or the good stuff you accidentally retained?
ReplyDeleteAnyway, waiting apprehensively for the album ...