fig tree

fig tree

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visitors

At its core this website is a personal project and archive just for me. But nevertheless visitors are most welcome. Please take a seat and peruse to your hearts content! If you so wish, sign my guestbook too - it is greatly appreciated.

warning

This website will forever be a work in progress! As I have no prior experience with coding, this site will have very little continuity from page to page. I’m learning and having fun! Please be gentle with me

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welcome

to the 'Fig Tree' - The name of my website is directly inspired by Sylvia Plath's Fig Tree analogy, which goes as follows: 'I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.'

purpose

This analogy, while incredibly famous, has always felt like it was written just for me. I have spent my last 23 years on this beautiful earth stuck and paralysed by fear, unable to choose my fig. I will not sit hungry and scared no longer.

This website is my little corner of the World Wide Web. Formed for the sole purpose of documenting my journey of reigniting my love and passion for my hobbies and learning.

New and old, anything and everything, all of my figs.