Mind Palace - Blog Posts
If Sherlock had a female cousin, who was an artist and lived in America . . . Prob look like this New Yorker cartoon.
From our Creative Life Collection, Judith Thurman’s 2012 Profile of the cartoonist Alison Bechdel:
“Bechdel doesn’t outline her stories, which jump back and forth in time, so much as map them, using the cards as placeholders for her scenes. Her untidy blueprint reminded me of yet another kind of house: a memory palace.”
Credit: Alison Bechdel
Inside of her head: it's a vast place.
She travels far and beyond.
But that has a supermassive blackhole as well. In the farthest corner of that place. It's tiny but dense.
She will reach for the stars, talk about anything and everything. Maybe sometimes, when she doesn't chase the stars, when she stays completely still and floats... the gravity starts to pull.
The pull is so strong that it takes her down the abyss where everything is dark.
The good thing is, she can see the polar star from that hole and that's gives her Hope!
She throws a lasso around that star and jumps right out of that abyss.
But sometimes, she's too tired. She is not depressed. She is sad.
Sometimes she thinks maybe sadness is the most real things in the universe, just like the darkness that lets the stars shine so bright and falls into a dilemma where she isn't sure anymore about what she loves more - the dark abyss or the bright stars 💫
- Hedera Helix
Inside of her head: it's a vast place.
She travels far and beyond.
But that has a supermassive blackhole as well. In the farthest corner of that place. It's tiny but dense.
She will reach for the stars, talk about anything and everything. Maybe sometimes, when she doesn't chase the stars, when she stays completely still and floats... the gravity starts to pull.
The pull is so strong that it takes her down the abyss where everything is dark.
The good thing is, she can see the polar star from that hole and that's gives her Hope!
She throws a lasso around that star and jumps right out of that abyss.
But sometimes, she's too tired. She is not depressed. She is sad.
Sometimes she thinks maybe sadness is the most real things in the universe, just like the darkness that lets the stars shine so bright and falls into a dilemma where she isn't sure anymore about what she loves more - the dark abyss or the bright stars 💫
- Hedera Helix