December 20, 2009 - 10 comments

Being tagged

To be noticed (tagged) by The Errant Aesthete is an unbelievable honour.  It has become my daily read and is a source of infinite inspiration....

In such a short time (my blogging life is barely 3 months) The  Errant Aesthete has become very close to my heart and despite its mysterious author.... she seems strangely familiar

To attempt writing this post after she produced such a wonderful piece, has proven to be an extremely hard act to follow....

Constance Talmadge

How tagging works.....when you are tagged by a fellow blogger you must write ten things about yourself and then to continue the tradition you must tag seven blogs.

So here it goes....

I've always thought that my life and existence have danced between the ordinary and extraordinary.

 At an early age my parents were called into school because my teacher considered my imagination to be a worrying matter.

When stories and facts were compared.... the apparent exaggerated imagination was  simply a glimpse of my reality.....

Desk with mask

1. By the age of thirteen I had been to thirteen schools and lived in thirteen countries.

2. My nomadic upbringing always made me feel like a 'unique' outsider. I never felt I  belonged anywhere until I moved to Ireland 9 years ago

3. You are most likely to find me at the beach in Winter.


4. At a Royal Palace, the 'Host' kindly gave me  (under the table) her portion of chocolate truffles and whispered a secret about another  Queen.

5.  2008 was an  'annus horribilis'.  I'm still physically and mentally on my way to recovery.

6. Of all the countries that I have lived in, Japan has had the strongest inlfuence in my life


7. In the late 80's I danced all night with Prince...I never new why I was his dance partner of choice... but I suspect it was because I made him look towering tall ...

8.When I grow up... I want to be a photographer.

9. I have never let fear hold me back....I would rather try and fail, than not try at all...

10. My biggest complex is, and always has been, communication...this blog was meant to be a 'silent' photographic journal....I'm slowly confronting my biggest fear.......writing in English...


So now you are tagged












Published by: eilisboyle in Inspiration, My Work, People


December 20, 2009 at 10:13 pm

simply very beautiful

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December 21, 2009 at 2:42 pm

gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous …

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Jane Flanagan
December 21, 2009 at 6:01 pm

So lovely!
Thanks for tagging me too. I’ll have to put some thought into this one.

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Maryam in Marrakech
December 21, 2009 at 7:28 pm

I am so amazed by the Prince story!!!!
I did a tag like this some time ago. Replete with witch doctors. Check it out:

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pretty far west
December 21, 2009 at 8:00 pm

Thanks for the tag! Dancing with Prince is a hard act to follow, and I like it that your vivid imagination turned out to be fact. Also, I’m all for the words – the silence is atmospheric, but I do like minor commentary and you’re an interesting verbal communicator.

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helen james
December 21, 2009 at 10:59 pm

Beautiful post SS, I have an image of you and Prince Dancing in my head…… was he wearing purple high heels? Have a lovely Christmas day.x

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Silent Storyteller
December 22, 2009 at 4:51 pm

Thank you all….I look forward to sharing many more stories in the future..
I wish you a wonderful start to 2010…

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December 22, 2009 at 4:53 pm

What a stunning post. I am absolutely delighted to have found your blog!

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the errant aesthete
December 24, 2009 at 8:01 pm

Dearest Silent Storyteller:
Bravo! Wonderfully done. Poignantly voiced. As beautiful as your appositely named Silent Storyteller (a wordplay we both share).
Wishing you an aesthetically blissful holiday.

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December 28, 2009 at 6:15 pm

It’s my first time on your blog but I feel so close to you. I too had a wild imagination and a passion for books that worried my teachers – one teacher told my mum I was reading too much! I have had a nomadic existence so far (I realized that I spend Christmases in about 15 countries, listed in my latest blog post).
AND I adore Japan, where I spend a magical summer in 1997…

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