Bubbles

[poliphilo]

Sad thoughts are such fun. No really they are. Especially thoughts of death. 

Why else would one be a goth? Or watch autopsies on TV? Or fetishize Heath Ledger's Joker?

Death absolves us of responsibility.  Death stops the pain.  Death is the comforter.

I have four little pots of bubble mixture lined up on my work station. Bubbles are symbols of mortality. 

Poussin's Dance To The Music of Time is a 17th century Vanitas painting. It's all about the brevity of human life and the vanity of human wishes. The dancers represent the seasons- whirling round so fast. And check out the miserable little kid in the bottom left hand corner with the bubble pipe.

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My pots of bubble mixture were handed out at weddings. They're in the shape of  a three-tiered wedding cake with a heart on  top. Ha!

If I'm feeling discouraged I take time out to blow bubbles. It never fails to cheer me up.

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[jackiejj.livejournal.com]

Here's my grandson at two years old, chasing a giant rainbow-colored bubble. That's my son behind him, the bubble-maker.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

That's a marvellous bubble.

There was a guy with a bubble maker at the Oldham carnival the other week. I tried to get photos but the bubbles just fleeted away too fast.