The film A Dangerous Method relates the story of Jung’s development of psychoanalytical theory and his meeting with Freud focusing on Sabina Spielrein, a young woman who finds sexual pleasure in physical punishment. Jung is drawn to her and they become lovers and at one point, finally acceding to the fulfillment of her desire, he is shown beating her as she clings, on her knees, to a bedstead. Continue reading “a dangerous method”
a village i once visited…
The setting
From the eastern Mediterranean coast the territory covered by the department of the Aude reaches inland for about 80km, initially across a broad plain of arid land which rises steeply to the south into the Pyrenees and to the north the Black Mountains. Continue reading “a village i once visited…”
day 11
Early rising to get to the airport in Alicante. Bags packed.
At the airport, once inside you are anywhere.
In England, at Manchester, there was a retinal scan for some people coming from outside the EU, then the animal break, the slowing mechanism, some sort of electronic double door through which you have to pass. Horrid. We are ever more machines like it or not and we need to know how we are operated and how we operate. No choice there.
I miss my father.
Home.
day 10
Near the Churchill bar, I’m in a bar in the estate watching the TV, some auction programme running.
day 9
I attended the Church of England service at the multi-denominational church in La Siesta. It is known as the Church of St Paul and St Peter I believe. Continue reading “day 9”
day 8
A quiet day as I stayed at home only going out to check the time of the C of E service at the multi-faith church in La Siesta for tomorrow morning. Continue reading “day 8”
day 7
A poster from near the University area of Orihuela from yesterday.
I took a small cooked English breakfast in the Washington bar, 4E and 1E for a second coffee. Various people come in, many because they can have a fag in the covered terrace. Continue reading “day 7”
day 6
To Oriejehula or however it is spelled [Orihuela]. My father suggests it because it is an attractive old Spanish town. Continue reading “day 6”
day 5
On a walk to get air this morning I see a goldfinch in a cage outside a house near my father’s. It was agitated: 
With my father we speak about the plans that were announced for emergency evacuation of the British from Spain. Continue reading “day 5”
day 4
There are many places where the small terraces that make up the Calle have been individually improved. Some have added steps, some another floor, some roof gardens, some even extend into the lane itself. Continue reading “day 4”