Showing posts with label Ouroboros. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ouroboros. Show all posts

26.10.12

Highgate Cemetery.







When my love came down to London to see where I'm living nowadays, we visited the amazing Highgate Cemetery in the north-west of the city, not far from me.

The images above were taken during a tour of the West Cemetery - the older side, where a guided tour is compulsory, and very much worth the while (£5 students, £7 standard ticket).

A visit to Hightgate was the one concrete thing on our agenda for the weekend - which may make us seem (not unjustiably) morbid, but was mostly because he had spent a long time researching the vampire sightings of the 1970s which purportedly took place there. There's also a rumour that Bram Stoker took some inspiration for Dracula from the atmosphere of the Highgate catacombs.

I would recommend a visit to Highgate to anyone. It is unlike anywhere I have ever been. Established in 1839, it's a Victorian landscaped cemetery, and the older West side is a wild, overgrown and ornate space. Some of the gravestones are so elaborate, and the guide had several stories about them for us on the hour-long walk around the cemetery.

Words feel a bit clumsy to describe what it was like beyond the gates - it's a little like stepping back in time, a little like entering a dark fairytale. The atmosphere is totally enthralling - and all I can do is recommend a visit if you're in London.

It's a little off the tourist trail - but arguably all the more enchanting for that.

2.10.11

Snakerider.

Since my Tye-Dye Ouroboros shirt from Kaarme arrived a few weeks ago, I have hardly been out of it - it's no secret that I am infatuated with Hallie Liebling's sick designs. So I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a second serpentine beauty: the Snakerider shirt, pictured above.



Go and shop the Kaarme collection now, before some other lucky sucker gets their hands on the last few pieces.

And go follow http://hal-coholic.blogspot.com, but follow at your peril - it's addictively good (excuse the pun, its true).

7.6.11

ουρά - tail, βόρος - eating.




I find the Ouroboros to be such an evocative symbol; there is something so strongly human about its self-reflexivity, cyclicality, and depiction of the eternal return - the constant recreation of oneself.

I don't think I'll ever be brave or convinced enough to get a tattoo, but I think I would choose this; because as well as it being something I find aesthetically pleasing on many levels, it will never lose its significance. It is inherently about change, regeneration - and in my eyes, recovery, or an understanding that these are forces we must all contend with, and learn from.