The Past Is What You Take With

Julia's Vocabulary Was "chock-full" Of Strangely Archaic Words - "spiffing," "crumbs," "jeepers" - That Seemed To Have Originated In Some Prewar Girls' Annual Rather Than In Julia's Own Life. For Jackson, Words Were Functional, They Helped You Get To Places And Explain Things. For Julia, They Were Freighted With Inexplicable Emotion.

Oh, God. What Was Happening To Her, She Was Turning Into A Normal Person.

Some People Spend Their Whole Lives Looking For Themselves, Yet Our Self Is The One Thing We Surely Cannot Lose (how Like A Cheap Philosopher I Am Become, Staying In This Benighted Place). From The Moment We Are Conceived It Is The Pattern In Our Blood And Our Bones Are Printed Through With It Like Sticks Of Seaside Rock. Nora, On The Other Hand, Says That She’s Surprised Anyone Knows Who They Are, Considering That Every Cell And Molecule In Our Bodies Has Been Replaced Many Times Over Since We Were Born.

Life Wasn't About Becoming, Was It? It Was About Being.

I Find The Past So Fascinating. Photographs Are Strange, Almost Surreal, Almost Here Yet Gone. I Slip Into Thinking What The Past Must Have Been Like And I Enjoy Creating That Ambience And Atmosphere - 1730 To Around 1870 Is The Most Interesting Period.