Careless and Callous
Accumulation of Inherited (Antiquarian) Art
Part Four
"Affected and Placed"
Careful
screening (“vetting”) allows for sure
Careless
and Callous home décor
“Um”?
Affected
and carefully placed ‘all’ fill the décor of space
“There”;
“My
home”?
Hardly...
and all of that is not hardy enough ‘for the region’ (old New England)
To
last.
Look
at the map on the back of the packet; it shows where ‘that’ (the affected and
placed) are ‘frozen out’ (frost killed).
“Too early” or “too late”.
Anyone’s old eye for old things may deduce the fraud; ‘endeavor of
fraud’. That is all it is anyway;
an “endeavor” that is
Brutal
Fraud.
Whose
bones are broken?
The
fraud-dee.
In
their home.
The
curious want to know? Actually
they do not
Want
to know.
“A
clutter bug in there they are” is an easy pass
Bye.
Notorious
hodge-podge of gathered (no... never gathered... “HOW DID THEY GET ALL THAT?”
“THEY INHERITED IT. HIS
MOTHER. You KNOW”. “OH”). There then ...is the regulation of placement; no
‘screening’... or affected ‘place’.
That
is such a serious stage that no one may understand this unless THEY TOO have a
vantage from behind a ‘good eye’ (antiquarian eye). It is a murky morning mist. A dream. A
charm. A way... of old things.
Beginning
with poor lighting; “it is dark in here how can you stand it?”.
“I
do stand it”. And cold... except
for there; the ‘her old chair’.
“We don’t turn the heat on in the summer (April 15th to
November 15th).”
So
it is dark and cold “When you were in there”.
What
follows next is rooms; ‘the rooms’.
Lots of rooms never used “anymore”. Actually they are used... just not ‘anymore’. The rooms; lots of rooms, are ‘used’
and just fine ‘that way’ (the way they are used). That ends that doesn’t it: You don’t have any rooms like that
Do
you.
Then
there are ‘the things’ in ‘the rooms’.
Each rooms has each things in
...each
rooms. And all just stowed away in
there; each things in each rooms.
Yes...: Clutter bug. It is actually easier at this juncture
of careless and callous domestic decoration... to denote that to accomplish
this it is, in fact, easier for the people to ‘move in’ to the home with the
rooms... then it is to move the rooms with the things into the home of the
People
(inheritors). Peeking at this that
way... it gives a better sense of scale to the ‘things’. There are a lot of ‘things’. In a lot of rooms. Dark cold rooms. You think you have one of those (a dark
cold room) you say? Aren’t you
just FOOLISH.
If
a thing is in there... it was not put there. PUSHED there maybe... after ‘being in the way’
One
day.
You
didn’t (push it) but someone did and no one knows or cares of a reason why. So now this that is ...there. The drawer is full too. No one has opened the drawer
Since
“I don’t know when”. That is a
valid time designation for a full drawer in a ‘thing’ in a ‘room’ that is used
as a room that “isn’t used anymore”.
It is dark and cold in that room.
Too.
Are
you starting to get the hang of this?
Presuming so... one must now be becoming a self enlightened ‘good eye’
as to the
“WHY?”
of what I am speaking of; the true careless and callous décor; not the affected
and placed fraud (phony) endeavoring to fool by emulation.
Density
is; each room has a ‘deep stock’ of things (inherited). Each thing has a drawer that is full of
things never looked at. Never
opened. “For how many years?” “It never occurred to me (to look in
there)”. The drawer... or the
room? Or both. We already know the ‘explains this’
(Part One). The whole of the
inheritance was “admired”.
Admiration does not require looking in drawers and rooms. That is why they (the heirs) never
do. Maybe once they push “that”
“back”... once. Otherwise it all
just sits there in the dark and cold room. Except, we understand (Part Two), for the ‘good things’ that
have become the ‘they were sold’.
There is a hallow... but not much of one. There are never many good things because good... good things
are few... so when ‘sold’ they are ‘not missed’. “There is just SO MUCH else”.
There
is; “density”. A ‘deep
stock’. That is the stumble. One cannot just ‘get that’. No. One must ‘inherit’ that. That is why it may not be ‘affected and placed’. No one may ‘affect’ and ‘place’
inheritance. It is ‘too much
stuff’.
If
one is not sure of what I am speaking of; the density of inheritance, then one
‘has not’ any of this. And you
won’t (will not). No. Your admitted to ‘only a safe
distance’. They won’t have you
grubbing around... with your decorator tabloids designating ...oh... ‘your
adolescent whims’. No... your
never in... and should you ever get in... they certainly don’t want you talking
about it; what you “SAW”. Go home
to your rolls of paper towels.
Correctly
denoted, the ‘box store’ of the old New England inheritance... should be
furtive... and furtive only to the knowing eye. It should suggest, at a ‘behind eye’ moment, that ‘there
could be’ a... ‘there could be’... ‘in there’. THAT is the... the.
Careless and callous already assures that THAT ‘has been sold’ BUT that
should ‘could be’ a ‘something’ to the ‘that old eye’. “I WANT TO LOOK IN THE DRAWERS”. It is that foolish a decorum. And it works.
It
is like no other ‘home’ ‘in there’.
Let
us practice this so we are clear; a concise ‘we understand’. I am stating that the actual eloquence
of ‘careless and callous’ is the mirage it creates to the knowing viewer’s
disciplined eye that... even though it is concise and precisely understood that
the ‘good things’ ‘have been sold’, the imbedded density of the remaining
inheritance... found properly distributed within the rooms of the family and/or
heirs... convey a decorum that believably purveys that... a ‘good’ (‘great’)
‘thing... may still be found. And
that voyeur believes this... with no self dispute.
“OH
GOD THAT IS NASTY”.
But...
too... real.
Such
a successful decorum; the ‘careless and callous’... it assures ‘you are
not’. No...: Not a ‘vanity of’, for example, of an
‘old money’ decorative touch...
That is not an ‘it’ and, too, makes the ‘one look (very) foolish’. No, no, no. I said pushed back... in the cold and dark. That is not what you actually do. No... you cannot escape your own ‘show
off’. You...
Are
not dense enough. Old enough
(generational). Rich enough. Own enough. Know enough... about NOT knowing enough. No... you are not a full drawer that
has not been looked at. No.... YOU
...could not resisted... “going through that”... then worse... insisting
upon... showing ‘it’ to me... inclusive of the false pretence that ‘the room’
is “dark and cold” too... with its ‘pushed back’ “I inherited’. You lie. You live a lie.
I...
with my eye...
Know
the difference.
“Not
hardy enough for the (old New England) region” I advised at the opening of this
chapter. Go back and look. It is there. Old New England... frost. Kill. Killed by
old New England frost. It is dark
and cold. “It” is ‘the whole
inheritance’. It is not, in the
whole, the “THINGS” one “I GOT”.
No. Never on the ‘your
wall’ hung... does one find the frost line. It was too cold.
Too dark. One did not...
does not... ‘go there’. Once, now;
you are thinking back, you think once you... could have been near a room where
the things in there could have been, in there, dense enough that THERE, then,
THAT could have been
A
room
DENSE
and dark enough that THERE THEN could have been a HOME that this there; the
careless and the callous... WAS that THERE THEN
But
It
was too... dark and cold and
“I
could not see”.
You
think, now, you remember this; that.
You
are a ‘little sure’ of this-that being that:
A
careless and callous
“In
there”. Don’t you still wonder...
if.
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