I had a short Facebook exchange with my dad today. He posted a rather dull photo of some trees and I remarked that it was very “Klimt-esque”. Klimt was a painter chappie who painted forest scenes among several other subjects. Juliet loved his work and she got this print for our lounge where it still hangs today:
On the opposite wall is this embroidery & textile work by J, clearly inspired by him:
We also both loved “A Forest” by the Cure. J introduced me to this haunting, classic punk-Goth song in the first days of our courtship, back in the early 1980’s. I still have her 7″ single. You can hear a slower, slightly distorted version of it below. Give it at least two minutes…
And on The Cure theme, here’s another of their later songs which J quoted in a posthumous letter to me, the day after her funeral:
That last one is far too upsetting. I’m going to have to stop.
Rubik’s Cube because it has 54 squares and J would have been 54 today.
Happy birthday Juliet.