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The past is NOT a foreign country

by chuckofish

This week I had my students watch the film Everything is Illuminated, which is a wonderful, sometimes hilarious, but also sad story about family and memory, in which we learn that

…everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us, on the inside, looking out.

Well, I couldn’t agree more — the past is certainly always along side me, both literally and figuratively. While I’m not as obsessive/compulsive as the film’s main character (played by Elijah Wood),
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who clearly needed to see a shrink, I do surround myself with nice things that remind me of my family and, well, the past. Take, for example, my dresser and mirror which are from my grandparents’ house (please excuse the poor photo — I could not get the lighting right!):
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I remember using the dresser set when we visited our grandparents and when it became mine when I was ten, that connection made it very special. The chair on the left is from the family farm in New Hampshire and the framed print leaning up against the dresser until I get around to hanging it was one of my mother’s favorites. On the dresser I have a collection of boxes and also my mother’s photo.

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The larger wooden box was my grandfather Cameron’s; the round wooden one is Ukrainian, a gift from my husband; the silver topped one was my grandmother Chamberlin’s; the pretty porcelain heart, a gift from my Aunt Susanne, and the beautiful little enamel one, a gift from my dear dual personality, as was the picture frame. The dresser cloth is an antique (I think also from the farm?) and the hand mirror was my grandmother Cameron’s — it’s one of those bakelite ones from the 1920s. Every time I use these things I think of those from whom they came and it makes me happy.

I don’t live in a museum and I’m not being morbid — nor am I a materialist. It’s not about monetary value or the supposed caché of owning antiques. I just like the way everything has a story and the stories keep us connected to our histories. And without that connection, we’d feel lost all the time like Elijah Wood at the beginning of Everything is Illuminated. Really, if you haven’t seen the film, do! It even has wonderful music:

Have a great weekend and remember, “everything is the way it is because everything was the way it was.”
(from Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer)

All my heroes stand up straight*

by chuckofish

I had a good day yesterday. I stayed home to work, which means that I got plenty of other things done, but very little work. For example, I went to the dentist, the farmer’s market, the post office, grocery store, and liquor store (you can’t buy wine at the grocery store in this state), and worked on packing up extra china and cleaning son #3’s room, a task that gives new meaning to the term “Herculean.” I also got to listen to my new Gregory Alan Isakov CD — it’s just wonderful. Listen to “Second Chances”

and “Time will Tell”.

See, I told you he was great. Now go buy it — my dual personality already has.

Last night I watched “Everything is Illuminated” and I really liked it. It’s quirky in the right way but also made me cry. The music was perfect as were the actors, especially the grandfather and Alex, who is played by the lead singer of the strange, but occasionally wonderful, gypsy punk band, Gogol Bordello. The film is about odd and emotionally stunted Elijah Wood and his journey to the Ukraine to discover what happened to his grandfather during WWII. According to IMDB, it was filmed in the Ukraine and the Czech Republic — both of which have beautiful scenery as well as plenty of evidence of their violent pasts. And who knew that Liev Shreiber could write (screenplay from novel) and direct?

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Earlier in the week I watched a quirky Indie film on Netflix called “the Giant Mechanical Man” that I also liked a lot (yes, that’s 2 quirky movies in one week!). Although it was very “Indie”, it was also charming and kind of sad. Well worth a viewing.

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This post would not be complete without a book recommendation. In honor of recently departed Seamus Heaney, I’m reminding you all of his peerless translation of Beowulf. If you don’t have it handy, you can listen to him read it:

Beowulf is one of my favorites and every time I read it I get something new out of it.

So those are my recommendations for you this weekend. Take a listen or a look and let me know what you think!

*a line from “Second Chances”