Saturday, November 15, 2008


When I was younger my parents would take me to this amusement park in upstate new york.
 It was full of tiny houses to run through and magical worlds to get caught up in. 
I keep thinking about the Alice in Wonderland park they had in it. 
As you walked through, the story was told through giant sculptures.
 And I remember going into a house and being greeted by a two-story tall Alice.  
I miss her.

"This must be the wood," she said thoughtfully to herself,
"where things have no names.
I wonder what'll become of my name when I go in?
I shouldn't like to lose it at all-because they'd have to give me another,
and it would be almost certain to be an ugly one.
But then the fun would be, trying to find they creature that had got my old name!
That's just like the advertisements, you know, when people lose dogs-
'answers to the name of "Dash": had on a brass collar'-
just fancy calling everything you met 'Alice,' till one of them answered!
Only they wouldn't answer at all, if they were wise."

excerpt from Lewis Carroll's "Through the Looking Glass"
photos by Matthew Thompson for designer, Helen Cody.


Dominique said...

What a beautiful post!

makemoremistakes said...

This is so beautiful! You are wonderful. I absolutely adore the photo of the feet- somehow it just took my breath away when I saw it. I hope your weekend has been great so far.

Thinking of you!


Pecos Blue said...

Great pictures. I love the one with umbrella.

shilvia said...

love the pictures you've gotten to make these whole alice post!!! dreamy :D