Monday’s Need Magic …

Yes I’m back but as no one likes to hear about someone else having a holiday they didn’t have, let’s get straight on with things, shall we?
So … unlike the Boomtown Rats, I don’t hate Monday’s … though I can dislike them a bit.
The worst ones are when it’s cold, wet and grey outside. I fucking hate those Monday’s.
I remember living in London in Winter and unlatching the front door early in the morning to go out into the elements.
I’d step out and stand in our doorway for a few seconds, taking in what I was stepping into.
The void.
The rush of cold and rain enveloping me.
The recognition of where I have left a part of me exposed to natures wrath.
And then, with a deep breath, I’d take that first step … heading out of our front gate, turning left then venturing up the road to the bus stop in the hope I’d timed it right so there would be no gap between my arrival and the busses.
I rarely timed it right.
And if you think this is bleak, know I’m describing a time in my life where I was generally pretty happy – hahaha.
It’s why I feel it is so important to be exposed to wonder on a Monday.
To feel a moment of inspiration.
Enchantment.
To have a little reminder of the majesty, magic and possibilities of life.
Yes, I appreciate I sound airy-fairy as fuck right now, but I really believe it … which is why I want to show you this.
What you see in front of you is real.
It may look like AI, but it’s not.
What it is, is ballerina Victoria Dauberville – captured by photographer Mathieu Forget – dancing on a bloody massive ship’s bow [Thanks for the correction information Captain Birdseye Dodds] in the frozen sea.
And while the obvious question would be to ask ‘why?’ … if you’re anything like me, you don’t.
At least not straight away.
Because you’re both jarred by the image and captivated by it in equal measure.
The grace.
The rawness.
The movement.
The cold.
Doesn’t matter if you do or don’t appreciate dance.
Doesn’t matter if you do or don’t appreciate the arts.
Doesn’t even matter if you get seasick.
You’re pulled in and everything around you is shut out.
At least for a few seconds.
But sometimes, that’s all you need to remember life is bigger than the Monday you’ve found yourself in.
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Yes I’m back but as no one likes to hear about someone else having a holiday they didn’t have, let’s get straight on with things, shall we?
So … unlike the Boomtown Rats, I don’t hate Monday’s … though I can dislike them a bit.
The worst ones are when it’s cold, wet and grey outside. I fucking hate those Monday’s.
I remember living in London in Winter and unlatching the front door early in the morning to go out into the elements.
I’d step out and stand in our doorway for a few seconds, taking in what I was stepping into.
The void.
The rush of cold and rain enveloping me.
The recognition of where I have left a part of me exposed to natures wrath.
And then, with a deep breath, I’d take that first step … heading out of our front gate, turning left then venturing up the road to the bus stop in the hope I’d timed it right so there would be no gap between my arrival and the busses.
I rarely timed it right.
And if you think this is bleak, know I’m describing a time in my life where I was generally pretty happy – hahaha.
It’s why I feel it is so important to be exposed to wonder on a Monday.
To feel a moment of inspiration.
Enchantment.
To have a little reminder of the majesty, magic and possibilities of life.
Yes, I appreciate I sound airy-fairy as fuck right now, but I really believe it … which is why I want to show you this.
What you see in front of you is real.
It may look like AI, but it’s not.
What it is, is ballerina Victoria Dauberville – captured by photographer Mathieu Forget – dancing on a bloody massive ship’s bow [Thanks for the correction information Captain Birdseye Dodds] in the frozen sea.
And while the obvious question would be to ask ‘why?’ … if you’re anything like me, you don’t.
At least not straight away.
Because you’re both jarred by the image and captivated by it in equal measure.
The grace.
The rawness.
The movement.
The cold.
Doesn’t matter if you do or don’t appreciate dance.
Doesn’t matter if you do or don’t appreciate the arts.
Doesn’t even matter if you get seasick.
You’re pulled in and everything around you is shut out.
At least for a few seconds.
But sometimes, that’s all you need to remember life is bigger than the Monday you’ve found yourself in.
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