I agree, traveling to these places we have been over time has become an inner secret. We have our own history with the grace and grandeur which is becoming lost to new generations, for whom it was never there. So we keep our inner chambers as a memento mori, searching for the common threads with the present to pull at.
Your tandem treatment through word and image provides a brilliant capsule. You pull just the right threads through, allowing the tapestry of time to continue. For if we neglect to call forth the spirits from the mirror, we will no longer have these stepping stones to follow to preserve the future.
The older generations used to preserve the future by leading the newer generations into their history with the grace and grandeur that you mentioned. That seems to be lost to most western civilisations however. We ask our sons and their partners in their mid thirties to dress up for special dining occasions, at home or out. They still do, fortunately, and hopefully also feel that dressing up changes your behavior towards the environment around you. You're in sync when your shoes are polished to the shine of the parquet, when your silver cufflinks match the cutlery, when your shirt is as white and starched as the linen tablecloth. It feels good.
No, I believe your alignments have meaning at any age, if the value is transferred, as you say. I also see a hunger for a return to some form of decorum by the youngest generation. They see pictures of the suits and dresses and want to know what it feels like and why… which opens a doorway for cultivating.
During Covid we dressed every night as if we were going out to dinner, after a day out gardening and doing other work. We would meet at the ‘art bar’ in the living room for cocktails, and hang around the kitchen as I whipped together wonderful fresh picked tastes from the garden.
It was always like being at our own different restaurant, named for the places we have traveled with various culinary styles because we started to want what we remembered. We would change the music and the table settings to match the culture. I would figure out how to make the dishes we loved. It takes time and some trial and error. It was worth it.
We learned how to make sushi, Thai street food, Mexican, Chinese and mastered home made pasta. Pizza from scratch became a staple, something to throw anything from the yard on top of with some good first press olive oil. Grilling on the bonfire also became a regular thing.
We carry as much of it forward as we can, share with guests and I always cook for people where we travel. Of course, we dress when we do it. I guess what I am saying is we all can take the elegance and the tastes we love with us if we want to. Even after the places they were from change. The ethos can remain.
I agree, traveling to these places we have been over time has become an inner secret. We have our own history with the grace and grandeur which is becoming lost to new generations, for whom it was never there. So we keep our inner chambers as a memento mori, searching for the common threads with the present to pull at.
Your tandem treatment through word and image provides a brilliant capsule. You pull just the right threads through, allowing the tapestry of time to continue. For if we neglect to call forth the spirits from the mirror, we will no longer have these stepping stones to follow to preserve the future.
The older generations used to preserve the future by leading the newer generations into their history with the grace and grandeur that you mentioned. That seems to be lost to most western civilisations however. We ask our sons and their partners in their mid thirties to dress up for special dining occasions, at home or out. They still do, fortunately, and hopefully also feel that dressing up changes your behavior towards the environment around you. You're in sync when your shoes are polished to the shine of the parquet, when your silver cufflinks match the cutlery, when your shirt is as white and starched as the linen tablecloth. It feels good.
But maybe I'm just an old sod...
No, I believe your alignments have meaning at any age, if the value is transferred, as you say. I also see a hunger for a return to some form of decorum by the youngest generation. They see pictures of the suits and dresses and want to know what it feels like and why… which opens a doorway for cultivating.
During Covid we dressed every night as if we were going out to dinner, after a day out gardening and doing other work. We would meet at the ‘art bar’ in the living room for cocktails, and hang around the kitchen as I whipped together wonderful fresh picked tastes from the garden.
It was always like being at our own different restaurant, named for the places we have traveled with various culinary styles because we started to want what we remembered. We would change the music and the table settings to match the culture. I would figure out how to make the dishes we loved. It takes time and some trial and error. It was worth it.
We learned how to make sushi, Thai street food, Mexican, Chinese and mastered home made pasta. Pizza from scratch became a staple, something to throw anything from the yard on top of with some good first press olive oil. Grilling on the bonfire also became a regular thing.
We carry as much of it forward as we can, share with guests and I always cook for people where we travel. Of course, we dress when we do it. I guess what I am saying is we all can take the elegance and the tastes we love with us if we want to. Even after the places they were from change. The ethos can remain.