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Charles Dickens – Great Expectations (1861)
This picture is a wonderfully tragic portrayal of unfulfilled hopes and dreams trapped forever, reflected in the clocks she symbolically stopped to all read twenty to nine – stopping her life at the moment of her bitter pain and disappointment.
In a room shut off from all natural light, lit only by candles, Mrs. Havisham’s wedding cake stands on the grand table, covered with dust and cobwebs. The table is to remain this way until she has died at which point she has instructed that she will be laid upon it for her wake. The contrast of the wedding grandeur with the withered bridal flowers and other evidence of decay is both jarring and yet hauntingly beautiful.
“It’s in the nature of things the memory flickers but the fragrance . . . the fragrance remains insane”
Chris Thompson
(from a song on the beautiful “kelingrove baby” album by the bathers).







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