Equivalent to the sum of two and three.

{Not Egypt. Not Brittany either. A collaborative work made with Louise especially for our part in a forthcoming group exhibition. This is one of four new prints. (Click to enlarge.)}

In continuation of last week’s revival of Five Senses Friday, here is another sensory taste from that which has been.

 
SEE

The costumes, all sequins and tulle, befitting of both Harvest Festival and a workshop for the making of living dolls, in the AB’s production of Coppélia. It is not hard to imagine the large cauldrons required for the dyeing of the midnight blue tutus worn in the Dance Of The Hours nor the making of the pom-pom sunrise-evocative Dawn headpiece.

 
HEAR

The sound of my teeth being cleaned and scraped and polished by my dentist. It is raining outside but I have no idea of this at the time. I am too busy focusing my gaze on the ceiling and trying to coax my shoulders down from about my ears.

FEEL

Paper and thread as I reacquaint my hands with the process of making journals for a handful of special orders placed. My fingers move slowly at first as they pull tight the thread that makes the exposed spine come together. Slowly they become more nimble.

 
SMELL

The cold night air as I walk from crowded theatre lobby across the bridge to the tram stop, homeward bound with my programme held close to my chest, my scarf knotted tight.

 
TASTE

Olive bread dunked in my potato and leek soup all spiced with herbs and utterly warming. So perfect a feast enjoyed in the middle of the day.

+ A new collaborative print, one of the four we are making, can be seen here in Louise’s recent post.

+ Beck, Ritva and Aris, you will be happy to know that next week your postcard prints will be one step closer to being yours. I am looking forward to posting them to each of you soon.
+ My parcel posted recently to the Netherlands arrives safe and sound.
+ Louise and I are taking part in Project Patchwork, and are featured here.