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At Gaze
It's something we tell people who might be interested, that Ailz bought this house because of the kitchen and I bought it for the view. It's not altogether untrue.
I spent much of yesterday sitting on the bed- and when I wasn't reading a pamphlet about the pre-Reformation history of St George's, Southwark (well I found it interesting) I was gazing out the window.
Ailz doesn't get it. "I look out the window," she says, "And I think, yup, same as yesterday and that's it." Recently she came across a thing online which suggested it's a basic difference between men and women- that men spend time looking out the window and women don't. I wouldn't know if it's a true but I've thought about it and tried to explain it historically, how men were the ones who went ahead as scouts during tribal migrations and kept look-out on castle walls. We have it in our genes to be observant of what's going on out there in the world...
Anyway I love to gaze. And, no, I don't find it boring. The light is constantly changing, the sky is constantly changing (this might not be the case if we in the Mojave desert but this is Southern England) and the birds are always coming and going....
I spent much of yesterday sitting on the bed- and when I wasn't reading a pamphlet about the pre-Reformation history of St George's, Southwark (well I found it interesting) I was gazing out the window.
Ailz doesn't get it. "I look out the window," she says, "And I think, yup, same as yesterday and that's it." Recently she came across a thing online which suggested it's a basic difference between men and women- that men spend time looking out the window and women don't. I wouldn't know if it's a true but I've thought about it and tried to explain it historically, how men were the ones who went ahead as scouts during tribal migrations and kept look-out on castle walls. We have it in our genes to be observant of what's going on out there in the world...
Anyway I love to gaze. And, no, I don't find it boring. The light is constantly changing, the sky is constantly changing (this might not be the case if we in the Mojave desert but this is Southern England) and the birds are always coming and going....
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Dunno if this has anything to do with the infamous 'male gaze'?
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