Showing posts with label autumn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label autumn. Show all posts

Saturday, October 31, 2015

The Witches



Maria Germanova of the Moscow Arts Theatre, costumed for her role [as the fairy] in the 1908 premiere of Maeterlinck’s Blue Bird, produced by Stanislavsky. From: Lost Marvels of Revolution-Era Russian Theater.


"Shall I see tonight sister, bathed in magic greet?
Shall we meet on the hilltop where the two roads meet?
We will form the circle, hold our hands and chant
Let the great one know what it is we want

Danger is great joy, dark is bright as fire
Happy is our family, lonely is the ward."
 

- From "Witches' Song" by Marianne Faithfull, Joe Mavety, Stephen York, Barry Reynolds, and Terence Stannard, introduced on Faithfull's 1979 album, Broken English.
 





"I think that all women are witches, in the sense that a witch is a magical being. And a wizard, which is a male version of a witch, is kind of revered, and people respect wizards. But a witch, my god, we have to burn them. It’s the male chauvinistic society that we’re living in for the longest time, 3,000 years or whatever. And so I just wanted to point out the fact that men and women are magical beings. We are very blessed that way, so I’m just bringing that out. Don’t be scared of witches, because we are good witches, and you should appreciate our magical power." 

- A quote from Yoko Ono found here.


“Witches never existed, except in people’s minds. All there was in the olden days was women and some men who believed in herbal cures and in folklore and in the wish to fly. Witches? We’re all witches in one way or another. Witches was the invention of mankind, son. We’re all witches beneath the skin.”

- A quote from The Flood, by Ian Rankin, found here.


"I'll get you my pretty, and your little dog, too!"

- The Wicked Witch of the West (Margaret Hamilton) from The Wizard of Oz (film clip).


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I had a much different post planned for this day, featuring my latest digital image. Alas, this was not meant to be. I also had a very different sort of post intended for "The Witches", but it was, by no means, holiday fare. 

Witches, witches... so much to say, so little time. "Are you a good witch, or a bad witch?" the ethereal Glinda asks Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz film clip (linked to above). Now, there's a loaded question... perhaps one we should be asking our potential candidates for higher office... all of them.

In the end, I decided this Halloween post is for fun... think: "Samantha" in Bewitched. Or, better yet, the delightful Kim Novak in my all-time favorite vintage flick: Bell, Book and Candle (clip below)...




... and have yourself a Happy Halloween! ;-)

PS...


Saturday, October 10, 2015

Found Outside my Window...


Shot from my back porch, 9 AM, October 10, 2015...
(click to enlarge)


It's a beautiful day in New Mexico; the first of its kind this week. I'd been feeling badly about not yet visiting the Balloon Fiesta, which has been going on since October 3. But, as it happens, as I was passing by the patio window overlooking my backyard this morning, it almost seemed the Balloon Fiesta had come to me! Rising over the wall behind my house, so close I could see its human navigators and hear the gas jets firing, was the balloon shown above.

Thanks, guys, you made my day!

Searching around YouTube for some Fiesta videos, I came upon this one, downloaded yesterday by "Dirt Rancher", featuring a neighborhood somewhat similar to mine, but, with a whole lot more activity.



Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Just A Little Witchery...




Painting by Remedios Varo


... in celebration of Halloween, Samhain and the Celtic New Year.



Painting by Leonora Carrington


Originally, I had planned to do an in-depth Halloween exploration of two important artists, and favorite Surrealists of mine, Patron Saint #7: Remedios Varos, and Patron Saint #8: Leonora Carrington. Fate intervened in the form of Hurricane Sandy, however, and power returned to my neck of the woods only about an hour ago. It could be worse - last I knew, New Jersey was still under water, and NYC was still in the dark.

Best I could do.

Blessed Be.


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Note: More links regarding Leonora Carrington can be found in Patron Saint #9: Kay Sage - "I Walk Without Echo"

Regarding Remedios Varo, Patron Saint #7: of all the Patron Saints on this blog, she is the only woman to be included in WikiPaintings. (Correction! As of this note, November 2013, Carrington has found her place on Wikpaintings, as well.)

In view of my regretfully truncated post for these two phenomenal artists, I am including YouTube videos for both of them here. My advice is view them full-screen.









Monday, October 8, 2012

Autumn Leaf Eye Candy





Apart from the size - blown-up 200% - these scans are the real deal - no color enhancement was employed. With their amazing colors - blood reds, acid yellows, and florescent greens - the dying maple leaf can rival those of the more exotic, tropical plants.

Re: scanning. In the last analysis, it's a type of photography... with the major exception being that the subject is placed/designed/arranged from behind, with no clue as to what the obverse result will be. It's kind of like a crap-shoot.  But, when it works, it works!





Note: even lighting is a factor in the scanned image. The first was positioned poorly on the scanner bed, and faced the scanner light in a less-than-ideal direction. You can see how much the surface detail is improved in the second scan (directly above), which was shot on a different angle.

(Click images for original size.)





Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Our Lady of the Wood


Detail of the assemblage "Our Lady of the Wood" - 1976 Dia Sobin


"...Now the stark elders have an anorexic look; there is not much in the autumn wood to make you smile but it is not yet, not quite yet, the saddest time of the year. Only, there is a haunting sense of the imminent cessation of being; the year, in turning, turns in on itself. Introspective weather, a sickroom hush.

The woods enclose. You step between the first trees and then you are no longer in the open air; the wood swallows you up. There is no way through the wood any more, this wood has reverted to its original privacy. Once you are inside it, you must stay there until it lets you out again for there is no clue to guide you through in perfect safety; grass grew over the track years ago and now the rabbits and the foxes make their own runs in the subtle labyrinth and nobody comes. The trees stir with a noise like taffeta skirts of women who have lost themselves in the woods and hunt round hopelessly for the way out. Tumbling crows play tag in the branches of the elms they clotted with their nests, now and then raucously cawing. A little stream with soft margins of marsh runs through the wood but it has grown sullen with the time of the year; the silent, blackish water thickens, now, to ice. All will fall still, all lapse...

The woods enclose and then enclose again, like a system of Chinese boxes opening one into another; the intimate perspectives of the wood changed endlessly around the interloper, the imaginary traveller walking towards an invented distance that perpetually receded before me. lt is easy to lose yourself in these woods."

- excerpt from the The Erl-King, a short story by Angela Carter * - from The Bloody Chamber and other Stories - 1981, Penguin Books


Detail of the assemblage "Our Lady of the Wood" - 1976 Dia Sobin


Detail of the assemblage "Our Lady of the Wood" - 1976 Dia Sobin

 

In the continuing saga of The Forest (see Phoebe post), we arrive at "Our Lady of the Wood", an assemblage (or "collage", as they were once referred to) I painstakingly put together in the 1970's when I was just starting out on my fool's journey.

I had it hanging on my bedroom wall for years... (I now think) to remind myself just where I had "come" from. But, I didn't remember, of course, until I was in the process of taking it down... ostensibly to pack up in the event I relocate anytime soon. (This remains to be seen). For whatever reason, it slipped out of its frame, and so I thought I might scan some of it into this machine as a kind of punctuation mark to the general drift these days... that old black magic sort of drift which Angela Carter (see quote above) seemed to know so well.

"Our Lady of the Wood" was fashioned with all sorts of pretty things... beads and fabrics and hand-made paper... photographs of a favorite graveyard statue... and lots of organic material (the sort of stuff I like to "live-scan" now). You might say I'm still making assemblages, only now they're all digital. At least for the moment... but, really, I could never be fully content with 2 dimensions - I want to work with all of them! ;-)

In any case, have a thoroughly haunting October - I know I will!  And, while you're at, stop on by Histories of Things To Come - ToB does Halloween countdowns (oh) so well!



Our Lady of the Wood - 8X10 Xerox of the 15X20 original
(click on to enlarge)


* Note on Angela Carter. For those unfamiliar with this feminist author, she wrote the 1969 cult Sc-Fi classic Heroes & Villains, which is on my personal top ten list of transformational fiction.