I have spent the past two months obsessed with clearing out my cupboards and drawers. It started with one awkward-to-get-to kitchen cabinet jammed with cardboard packaging (just in case) and random items, including a stash of mosaic bathroom tiles left by the previous owner. Once that was all pared down, cobweb free and alarmingly organised, there was no stopping me.
This year, it is as if something has shifted and I can tolerate the chaos no more. ‘A place for everything and everything in its place’ suddenly speaks to me; I find myself opening the doors of freshly tidied cupboards to marvel at my handiwork; and I feel freer somehow. It is the revival of a process that began almost 14 years ago when an angel of a friend suggested I read Karen Kingston’s book Clear Your Clutter with Feng Shui. It changed my life.
And so, in my Feng Shui frame of mind, I found myself drawn last week to this tomb in the midst of Renovation. I thought it would be good to show you another side of Recoleta Cemetery, too. It’s a place where mausoleums exchange hands for money, just as houses do. Once, I saw the old family name being erased from the outside, ready for the new occupants. And, as you can see here, a spot of redecoration takes place from time to time. I like the swirl of reflection in the top right-hand corner, as if the energy is being brought to life by the refurbishment.
I was born in Montreal in 1967, grew up in England and live between London and Buenos Aires. Like many, I came to Buenos Aires to dance tango and fell under the spell of this city where strangers talk to you, tango music seeps on to the streets and the ornate crumbling buildings speak of grander times. I love writing and crafting words – I've worked as a sub-editor for more than 20 years – and taking photographs.
BRILLIANT! – both text and image.
You are amazing, my dear.
Thank you, Barbara! It’s a subject we both have an affinity with, no?