So this wasn’t even meant to be a series of posts, it just popped into my head to try and awkwardly link up two posts that I already had in the pipeline with one that made sense in the pub after the odd pint or two.
It has taken me a long time to decide what accompanying visuals to put with this post, but I have finally decided to treat you to some Caspar David Friedrich paintings, he is one of my favourite artists, so any excuse to get him on the blog then. I particularly like the solitary person and bleak nature scenes, some which I am hopefully thrilling you with here (and of a decent size to boot), if that is indeed the word.
I had no idea where these posts would go, other than to be a haphazard exploration of an emotion that has been behind so much creative work over the ages and defined whole movements which have changed the perspective of how we view ourselves and our surrounding universe.
Summing up then should be a fairly difficult task, and to be fair I thought it would be, however it turns out to be surprisingly easy. Mainly because I realised that however mired in the dark depths of melancholy any one person chooses to be, there is always a certain amount of leeway for other sensations such as hope, positivity and indeed happiness.
So as nothing went as planned with these posts, aside from the actual writing, they have still ended up morphing into something more interesting than i imagined, namely a reversal of the original idea if you will. Still it is enough to say that I have actually learnt something, which I wasn’t really expecting to do, although unusual insights are usually nice things.
To end then this grand tour of the three areas that have a passing idea of melancholy in them, I would normally harp on about how it should be indulged in from time to time but I’m sure you guys already knew that. Exploration over, I shall return to the book reviews for a while now.