After being asked and persuaded and cajoled and quizzed .... I've found a new place to put all the years of shopping lists that I have found and kept and didn't quite know what to do with. Nothing as beautiful and textually grand as Simon's fantastic blog right here. Mine is called shopping livesgiving blogworld a little glimpse into other peoples lists on a discarded piece of paper or card or an envelope or a section of teabag box or an old postcard that's torn or cut ....
Ever fascinated by the human body and it's functions I listened to a radio programme about the neocortex. This part of the brain is at the seat of our awareness. It's our thinking, reasoning brain that helps us to remember and learn from everything we experience. Modifying, repeating, analysing, verbalising ~ telling us when it's too hot or too cold.
Then there's the basal ganglia ~ this part is responsible for integrating feelings and thoughts with physical actions. It allows us to control our anxiety, impulses and feelings of pleasure. When your mind goes blank or you're lost for words ~ this could be a misfiring of the basal ganglia.
We form memories and learn from new experiences thanks to the hippocampus. Apart from short term and long term memory, the hippocampus allows us to make the unknowns ~ known. We can associate information with past experiences to arrive at greater understanding.
Memory ~ the foundation for poems, songs and art. Triggers and signposts. The hippocampus stores it all ~ boxes and boxes piled high and teetering. Ready to be grabbed and used in a heartbeat. Sometimes there is a need to push memories to the back. When you're trying to get through a door, arms full of luggage ~ but no matter how much you try .... there's simply not enough room. You have to leave your Gucci behind in order to go out ~ into a brave new world.
The brain has an unbelievable capacity for information.
Putting it into compartments, ready to be brought to mind at any time.
Sometimes my head is full of ideas and lists *and I do love a list* of things to do, to explore or take further.
Tasks move to the forefront or are pushed to the back of my mind.
Often I am sparked into thinking by a visual or aural marker.
Like a little flag that says "see to this please".
All week I have been thinking about mortality after hearing radio programmes about organ donation.
I have already signed up to have mine donated when I die ~ but I was surprised to hear that my family could still prevent that from happening. I have to tell them my wishes and hope that they keep to them.
I lost a dear friend this year.
She knew she was dying and had planned her funeral.
'The party I'm not invited to' she said.
Luckily I haven't been to many, but I had to smile at her choice of music.
It was her to the last.
Organ donation wouldn't have saved her sadly but there are lots of people it can.
After all ~ I won't be needing them after I've drawn my last breath!
Let it be known that when I go ~
any parts of me that can be used by others should be
I want to be put into a recycled cardboard box that I want people to graffiti, write, sticker and draw on.
Play Mahlers 5th symphony Adagietto at my funeral.
Dress me in something green.
Then burn me up and scatter my ashes on the beach of the Thames.
Not often you see a big yellow taxi off Carnaby Street but this beast was part of 'wish you were here'~ a New York/London shop swap.
Hail this cab and it will take you *free of charge* straight to Newburgh Street for coffee, bagels and pop-up fashion shops, New York style.
There was a good new vibe in the air.
It felt like it had recaptured some of the old swinging London ~ not afraid to step way from the norm and show it's rebellious side. Love it.
We decided we had better things to do than join the zillion people queue outside Central Perk!
Totally unrelated but spookily linked to the USA, we had our sights onlazarides galleryto see the beautiful creations of tattoo artist scott campbell These delicate pieces are made of a stack of 100 $1 dollar bills.
Each dollar is lazer cut individually then the layers are reconstructed into amazingly intricate collages.