Image Information: Alice Through The Looking Glass. Source: Saatchi Gallery |
Mirror world as separate world where everything is the same
but different. Looks same but it could be different. Wanted so badly to go into
the mirror world that the glass melted away. New world much more interesting.
Everything personified. Chess pieces alive.
Chess people couldn’t see or hear her. Found the Jabberwocky
poem. Pretty but hard to understand. Decided to move on and see more of this
world before returning home.
Two fat men standing so still she couldn’t tell if they were
alive. When they did finally speak they spoke in riddles. Characters with old
songs. Weird ethics. Refuse to tell her how to get out of the woods and instead
recite a poem to her—the longest one they knew.
Not giving Alice and choice in whether or not to listen to
the poem.
Personified moon and sun. Sun shining at night. Walrus and
carpenter jaded. Wish there to be no sand at all. Cry about it. Coaxed young
oysters from the safety of the sea to follow them on the sand. They go on a
nice walk and then sit to rest and eat to get their strength back. The oysters
were a little leery about getting eaten, but the Walrus and the Carpenter assuaged
their worries. Just kidding. They ate them all.
Walrus felt worse for the oysters than the Carpenter. But
the Carpenter ate less than the Walrus. But both ate as many as they could.
Alice decided they were both horrible characters. Then they show her the red
king who is just sleeping in the woods—snoring like a train and having no cares
at all. A lot of weird philosophy what if questions being brought up. Can’t
make yourself more real by crying. Can you cry if you’re not real? Nonsense and
its foolish to cry over nonsense. Sense that something can happen but not
effect you directly, if at all.
Tweedledee and Tweedledum start freaking out about a rattle.
One severely angry the other severely weird (trying to fold himself up inside
an umbrella). The brothers decide they are going to battle each other. Crow
comes and interrupts. Alice hides.
Alice meets and egg. Not a normal one. It keeps getting
bigger and bigger—and more human—as time goes on. HUMPTY DUMPTY. Already
sitting in a precarious position, balanced on a wall. Immediately offends him. Doesn’t
know what to do so she starts reciting Humpty Dumpty right next to him. Names
define/explain your shape. She is giving him riddles that are too easy
apparently. Adamantly says he won’t fall and that even if he did the king
promised to fix him. Grows suspicious that Alice knows this. Placated by the
thought that he is in a book on the history of England.
If I meant it I would have said it. One can’t help but grow
older. Lots of subject changes. Unbirthday presents. Words that mean what the
owner chooses it to mean—neither more, neither less.
But words can mean many different things. Personified words
with minds of their own that have feelings and emotions. Pay words for using
them? How does he pay them? Humpty can apparently explain any poem ever
invented. Obviously not the case. And then Humpty wishes to recite poetry to
her as well.
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