Tea Trots, Hemingway and Paris
June 29, 2009 by Janice
A Movable Feast has been reedited by Sean Hemingway, Papa’s grandson, and is soon to be released. He says it will be more in line with the order and intent of his grandfather’s wishes. Sean is an associate curator at the Metropolitan Museum of Art and has edited other works by his legendary grandfather. He wants this to reflect less bias, more this is the way it really was in his grandfather’s mind.
I can’t wait to read this one.
Because you see, I have always wondered about the particular perfumed air of Paris that seduced so many of the Moderns. That time between the wars. A world in flux. And I have been thinking about pivot points. Times turning from one thing to another. There is a moment, a becoming moment that stretches for awhile . Until that thing it becomes is released.
Pivot points. And movable feasts. And storms.
Those are on my mind. But the picture from the paper that stayed with me, more than all the others was the one in the photo of all those parasols, and the colorful dresses.The kind of party Brooke Astor would have loved. They took a free five minute ferry ride over to Governor’s Island to a tea, to stroll, to have some fun, and look we have blocks and blocks of color, each one a summer’s dance. Look at all the parasols turning in the sun….a summer moment stretched…suspended in the air…
Summer moments. I think I need some of those.
I took a walk yesterday to snap some photos for a brand new piece…passion blooms, the flowers are round, turning in the Texas sun..like parasols suspended on a summer hedge…yes, they might work, they made me smile…think of moveable feasts… not so much of storms….
So, on this Organizing Monday, I am thinking I am organizing some time in July to just be with these blooms and the paint, not so much with words. I think I need a break. To take the time it takes to be upon an island. To breathe some perfumed air right here. To see what this one brings while it is becoming. And to maybe read some more about Hemingway’s Paris. Do some private writing.
So not right now, but real soon. In about a week. I think I’ll take a posting hiatus until maybe August.
How about you? Do you need some summer moments?
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Janice,
Ah, I’ll miss you while you take your hiatus, but this doggone weather does make words swim in my head sometimes so I can understand it…
Just quoted Papa this morning, then I float over to think about him more here.
Energy, they had, there in Paris. Pent-up energy. Something in the air worldwide, maybe like now, only I hope if there’s something in the air it’s something very good, not another war too far on the horizon to see like it was for them!
Yes, planning a real break, oh I hope I really get to do it, and lots of little breaks. Must have those moments. For me it really is the weather. Fuzzy brain just can’t perform as well, needs lots of air.
Do what you must, and I’ll look forward to the return of your artful words on my screen!
Regards,
Kelly
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Funny how a touch of nice weather can lighten the mood and improve the workflow. Spent the other evening enjoying kabobs out on a street side table. Something nice about that even with traffic, city smells, skateboarders and an overly inquisitive sparrow.
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Hi Fred,
Those sparrows can actually hypnotize us into watching them flit from crumb to croissant crumb can’t they?
I heard kabob sword fights were involved a that dinner..:))))
Hi Kelly,
It’s in the air and we have been over a 100 degrees for a week or more. Sheesh… I saw Papa on your site too! Love that quote.
I am thinking passionflowers, lemoncello and dreams of Hemingway’s Paris… ahh, yep, starting next week, I think.
Are you taking a break too?
Janice,
Just a week. There’s a friend up in Quebec whom I’ve been meaning to visit for a long while. The Kid and I dancing over the border in a couple of weeks, yippee!
Passionflowers… yes, I was thinking this morning when I read this of how when I lived up north I used to long to grow exotic things like them… so there is a benefit to being down in the scorching heat. No garden right now, but I do get to visit gardens and see all sorts of beauties that I always dreamed of. It’s a hot world, but a colorful one.
Until later,
Kelly
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Quebec!!!! That is so cool. I miss my little garden district ripe with gardenias, and sweet olive and jasmine…ahh… I have an orchid here AND these I discovered these passion flower blooms just steps from my door…ahhhh, they really speak to me..
You and the kidlet will have so much fun. Say hi to the Vikings for me, make them show that gorilla.