The loneliness of writing

Jul 25, 2005 21:02

A work colleague told me about the "big chair" on Hampstead Heath today. The chair and table are dedicated to the loneliness of writing. First I'd heard of them and frankly, I like it. Better than the Angel of the North, anyway. Sounds familiar as I sit here and type up my play ( Read more... )

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hairyears July 25 2005, 22:08:42 UTC
I walk through Keats' living room every night, when I get home from work.

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gothbabe July 25 2005, 22:16:05 UTC
really, how so?

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hairyears July 25 2005, 23:11:35 UTC
It's been redecorated a bit.

Actually, a lot.

Keats' house is now Enfield Town railway station. The Station House , alas, was demolished for a nice new concrete shed.

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gothbabe July 25 2005, 23:22:02 UTC
that is so cool! the guy got around, as he also had one in Hampstead. Wonder then if the Enfield one was his country house or something?

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twicezero July 25 2005, 22:11:34 UTC
have you seen it yet... i was waiting ages fro it to arrive, i think its in the perfect place...

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gothbabe July 25 2005, 22:16:25 UTC
No, I haven't. Where exactly is it?

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gothbabe July 25 2005, 23:23:58 UTC
neeed to go see!

well, I'd be up for that sometime soon if you are. Although of course, then it wouldn't be a lonely experience anymore ; )

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gothbabe July 25 2005, 23:25:47 UTC
but the Angel Of The North is absolutley stunning though - first time I saw it, looming on the horizon I was so amazed. driving up to the toes and sittting there gazing up at it is awesome...

ok, I admit, it cuts a nice figure up there on the hill, particularly when you're going by it at sunset (can see it on train going to edders) but this one has more writing for me - particularly tonight. ; )

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madderz July 25 2005, 22:49:53 UTC
Saw this in the metro a while ago, apparently there was loads of speculation as to what the artist was thinking, or what it means. I just thought, how about he fancied making a big table and chair and sticking it on Hamstead Heath for a laugh.

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gothbabe July 25 2005, 23:23:11 UTC
tee hee. a table for one, waiter...

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squiddity July 26 2005, 10:20:17 UTC
Coleridge is my god.

"Thus, she spake, and all around,
her diviner spirit 'gan to borrow.

Earthly hearings hear; unearthly sounds,
Heoic hearts faint; and fall asound.

Welcome! Welcome! Spite of pain or sorrow!
Love today! And though? Tomorrow."

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