We took a post-lunch wander through the Seven Dials and stumbled upon the fabulous Museum of Broken Relationships.
Random trinkets of lost love are accompanied with a summary of the dates and locations of the relationship, and annotations by their donors: there was a Divorce Day Dwarf, a small portable radio that joined a long-distance love in Croatia (until the news of the war broke out and she listened to it as NATO bombs were dropped on Belgrade as he went off to fight). I laughed out loud at the small bottle of intimate shampoo ‘after the relationship ended, my mother used it for glass polishing. She claims its absolutely great’.
In a small nook in the basement, visitors are encouraged by a big squishy chair to submit their own story on paper or via dictaphone.
Comments
These photos have a tenderness to them that I really love. I also like the idea of adding one’s own story to the existing stories in a museum – an evolution of storytelling, of sorts. Thank you for this beautiful post!
sas Replied:
yes i agree – our stories are so powerful!
the whole thing reminded me of post secret and why i love that so much – the connectedness of our experiences brings meaning to it.
Good job I cannot get to London right now!! I would be telling my story in that Museum…they would have to stay open late for me!! and I LOVE Covent Garden!!
Lovely post, as always, kkep it up! xxxx