{Sonnet Sunday} Shakespeare XIX

{my Moleskine}

 

Oh Sunday, glorious Sunday... Definetely a time for rest as I just uploaded a third of my MA Thesis to my counsellor yesterday and I am quite exhausted. Writing about colonialism and the power and abuse of language is surprisingly tough. It baffles me how indifferent and evil people have been to eachother, and so many of the aspects are even more saddening still issues which we deal with today.

 

So now I need a day of peace and quiet, sipping tea and perhaps treating myself to a little sweet indulgence from the bakery and pastisserie nearby.

And of course also a little treat for the mind, and even though today is both Jane Austen's AND Beethoven's birthday, I give you Shakespeare.

 

So enjoy your Sundays, and make sure to take the time to breathe and just listen to everything and nothing at the same time.

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Endelig søndag, dejlige søndag.. I dag skal jeg i hvert fald slappe af da jeg sent i går aftes sendte en stor del af mit speciale til min vejleder og jeg er fuldstændig smadret! Det er overraskende hårdt at skrive om kolonismen og dens brug og misbrug af sproget som våben. Jeg har svært ved at forstå, at mennesker har været så ligeglade og så onde ved andre, og endnu mere når man stadig kan se mange af problematikkerne i verden af i dag.

 

Så det skal være en stille og rolig dag i dag hvor jeg bare slapper af med en masse the og måske lidt sødt fra Langenæs Bageren, som ligger i nærheden.

Derudover skal der være noget sødt til hovedet, og selvom både Jane Austen og Beethoven har fødselsdag i dag, så falder valget på Shakespeare.

 

Så glædelig søndag, og huske at trække vejret en gang i mellem og lyt til alt det, der sker når der er helt stille.

{Sonnet Sunday} Shakespeare XVIII

{my Moleskine}

 

The most famous sonnet by Shakespeare of them all. I am not sure whether I think it is the best though. However, it is pretty neat and as the hopeless romantic that I am, I would die if someone would write that to me... Not that it is anything close to that ever happening, ha!

 

From time to time, I try to memorize this so I can recite it by heart whenever I feel like the world needs a little grandeur literary life. Not to anyone but just to myself whenever I feel the world to be too brutal and in need of some grace. One could perhaps call it my First Aid kit to literature in the everyday life.

 

Do you have a quote, poem, or something you cherish or memorize whenever you feel the world to be too much?

{Sonnet Sunday Shakespeare XVII}

{my scan}

 

Just enjoying a silent Sunday before what will most likely be a busy week with signing my dissertation contract (things just getting real!!!!) and getting into a good writing routine.

I really love this particular sonnet by Shakespeare. So graceful and elegant. I hope my little scrapbooking does it partly justice.

 

Have a wonderful and peaceful day.

{Sonnet Sunday: Shakespeare XVI}

{my Moleskine}

Today it is a nice warm sun shining down on us. On this day last year, the rays of the sun burst through the windows at the church when the organ started at my father's funeral. It was like my father said that it was all okay now.

Today I start to think so too.

{Sonnet Sunday: Shakespeare XV}

{my Moleskine}

Preparing for a little tea and cake party for my friends due to my upcomming birthday on Tuesday.

I hope you all enjoy the weekend stillness.

{Sonnet Sunday} Shakespeare No. XIV

{my Moleskine scan}

Just finished some new pages in my Moleskine. The weather isn't really sunny summer so I'm spending my time gathering inspiration for various art projects and searching for literature for my MA thesis.

Other than that I am trying to plan my joined birthday celebration with my Mother (we have our birthdays ten days apart). We are just going with the low key and casual despite me turning 25 (!!!!) and here in Denmark that means A LOT of cinnamon if you are unwed.. But this tradition, I will tell you more about later..

Inspired by Ophelia

Despite her tragedy, I have always felt a strong connection with Ophelia and have many times pondered on whether she would survive in our society or is forever a doomed being regardless of times and eras. That aside, I feel we should celebrate one of the most interesting characters from the bard's hand and also a small patriotic salute to a 'fellow Dane'.

Here is some of the images from my tumblr which I feel has the Ophelia-feel to them.



Ophelia Syndrome

A long-term disease, most common among young women.
Symptoms: depression, bouts of mania, suicidal thoughts, slight insomnia, feelings of helplessness and dependence on others, the tendency to lose oneself in vivid daydreams, an intense longing for people and things one can never have, a strong sense of aestheticism and an appreciation for the beauty in little things, the urge to decorate everything with daisy chains.

 

{all images from my tumblr}

{the last is by artist Audrey Kawasaki}

{Sonnet Sunday: Shakespeare XIII}

It has been quite a while since the last Sonnet Sunday, but I have recieved a some good news about my exam project, so I felt like a little celebration. And Shakespeare is the man to go to...

The small picture in my collage is of a painting by Kathrine Ærtebjerg who I have posted about here.

{my moleskine scan}

Sonnet Sunday XII

{My Moleskine}

The photo is an extract from a painting my mother owns. I cannot remember the artist's name though.



Sonnet Sunday XI

{My Moleskine}



Sonnet Sunday X

{My Moleskine}

Sonnet Sunday IX

{Shakespeare Sonnet IX}

Sonnet Sunday VIII

{My Moleskine}

Sunday Sonnet VII

I hope you can see what it says, its much clearer in real life but my scanner nipped out the colour a bit.

The lilac cut-outs are from a soap-box so now my Moleskine smells wonderfully of lilacs! Devine!

Have a wonderful Sunday before next week's hazzle.

Sonnet Sunday: Sonnet VI

I have something with owls at the moment (damn you, Pinterest!) and I just bought a copy of the Danish interior magazine Bolig Magasinet which had a special owl print as a present for the readers. It was so cute. They are pictured in the cut out framed. And well, it made me a bit inspired to draw my own owl in the blank space under the sonnet. I suffer greatly from Horror Vacui as you can tell, ha!

Anyways, there's not much on my mind today, just take care and share the joy. Make it a day for remembrance and bettering ourselves.

Love, TheDandelionChronicles

Sonnet Sunday: Sonnet V

So the beautiful sonnet and the picture have nothing whatsoever in common other than they are both beautiful. I just thought the opposite page seemed so bare when I had done the little vignette, and my orchid 'Betty' {yes, I name my flowers. I truly believe that's why they haven't died from me yet} was soon loosing all of her flowers so I decided to pick one before it started to go brown.

This is my last day of summer, tomorrow I start classes yet again. Not that I mind really. The weather has been so bad this summer that I actually long for seing smiling faces and gorgeous books again. I'm quite excited and thankfully I'm starting to feel completely well again after almost a whole month's of illness. I feel sick of feeling sick! But tomorrow is another day, and who knows - maybe I'll wake up feeling like running to school! {probably not - and even if I did, I never would!} However, time will tell if I feel well enough to ride my bike or have to succomb to the public transportation. Given that I still shake a little of small fevers and dehydration I'd put my money on the busses.

But we'll see..

xoxo thedandelionchronicles



Sonnet Sunday: Sonnet IV

I think everyone should more or less have in mind what legacy they want to leave behind. You don't have to save the world or collect Nobel Prizes but an idea of what you stood for and what you cared for should be in order, otherwise what's the point of remembering?

It is all about the scale, I guess.. How do you want to be remembered by the ones whom you'll always remember? And then start living by that..

That's probably the hardest part because it is so easy getting caught up with the routines and the daily hazzle.

I don't want the things which I feel that I stand for only being remembered by me. If it is good things, why not share?

- the dandelion chronicles





Sonnet Sunday: Sonnet III

I seem to finally have reached a workable level between sleep and work. I feel much better today after a little nap a couple hours ago. Usually, I don't benefit from power-naps but I think my problem has been that its too hot in my bedroom so I wake up before I actually want to due to the heat. (I live on the top-floor so all the heat comes my way - good in Winter, bad in Summer!)

I guess I need to find my electric fan and get the heat out that way.

Hope you guys are finding yourselves in temperate surroundings and possibly enjoying a cool drink (iced tea for me) and good laughter. 

Sonnet Sunday: Sonnet I

I have long wanted a small pocket size book with Shakespeare's sonnets, and succombed by the notion that there's not one out there (at least not one I'd buy) I have decided to make my own.. In a pink Moleskine notebook, I am now writing all the sonnets down, and possibly also the poems if there's room enough. And what better than to share faboulous writings with you guys!? So, here's the first Sonnet Sunday and I'll try to make this every Sunday - luckily Shakespeare wrote a lot of sonnets!

Enjoy...