I have begun again (not sure how many this will be) on the grand adventure down the rabbit hole with my dear friend Alice. Lewis Carroll is excellent. When I think of him I think: Logical Nonsense. While the situations are absurd, Alice proceeds to have rational concerns and thoughts.
The last time I read it was my freshman year of college at Cal Poly. I was a little obsessed and would read it while walking to class, waiting for class, and walking home. One day as I was reading I came to chapter 8 "The Queen's Croquet-Ground" where the gardeners are painting the white roses red and I happened to glance up to find I was right in front of the little rose garden on campus that was full of red and white roses. Twas quite a magical moment. I can't wait to find out what my magical moment will be this time!
(I happened to have my camera with me...and red nail polish. Quite the Coincidence!)
If you have only seen the films, I would HIGHLY recommend you IMMEDIATELY get the book and "Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end: then stop."
This is a poem in the back of my book directly after Through the Looking-Glass. Enjoy!
A BOAT beneath a sunny sky,
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July —
Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear —
Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:
Ever drifting down the stream —
Lingering in the golden gleam —
Life, what is it but a dream?
-Lewis Carroll
-Lewis Carroll
In other news...
Trying out red lips. Thoughts?
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