…only a Woman
“For indeed my life is a perpetual question mark – my thirst for books, my observations of people, all tend to satisfy a great, overwhelming desire to know, to understand, to find an answer to a million questions.
And gradually the answers are revealed, many things are explained, and above all, many things are given names and described, and my restlessness is subdued.
Then I become an exclamatory person, clapping my hands to the immense surprises the world holds for me, and falling from one ecstasy into another.
I have the habit of peeping and prying and listening and seeking – passionate, curiosity and expectation.
But I have also the habit of being surprised, the habit of being filled with wonder and satisfaction each time I stumble on some wondrous thing.
The first habit could make me a philosopher or a cynic or perhaps a humorist.
But the other habit destroys all the delicate foundations, and I find each day that I am still…only a Woman!”
(Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary Vol.2)
Our Garden II
…”I remember well
how the crowns of the elm trees
lean over the mill,
and a fig tree grows in the courtyard.
On holidays dark-skinned women
walk upon the soft earth,
and in March,
when night and day are equal:
cradling breezes waft
across the gentle pathways,
heavy with golden dreams.
But someone hand me
the fragrant cup,
full of dark light,
that I may rest.
It would be sweet
to sleep among the shadows.
It isn’t good
to stay mindless
with human thoughts.
On the other hand, conversation
is also good: to speak
the thoughts of the heart,
and to hear much of days of love,
and of deeds that occur”…
(Friedrich Hölderlin , Remembrance)
93 years of beauty (and almost 14 moths of beauty in her hands) – a double portrait
…”it is good to love many things, for therein lies strength,
and whosoever loves much performs much,
and can accomplish much, and what is done with love is well done.”
(Vincent van Gogh, Letters)
If I were a multiplicity
“Strange! I am dominated at every moment by the thought that my history is not only a personal one, that I am doing something for many people when I live like this and work on and write about myself this way. It is always as if I were a multiplicity, which I address in intimate, serious, and comforting terms.”
(Nietzsche, unpublished note, 1880)
– Five years have past by, since I post for the first time, and it has been a blissful experience that I have shared with many of you, loyal viewers.
I would like to say – Thank you so much, all of you, for still being there, for your support and for all the kind words you left here!! ! (…smiling…) –
1 year of beauty (in my hands) – Me and Alice VII
“Everything that I have known
You’ll write to me to remind
Me of, and likewise I shall do
The whole past I’ll recount to you”
(Friedrich Hölderlin, Selected Poems and Fragments)
Our Garden – Me and Alice VI
“In the union of nature, loyalty is no dream!
We part only to be more intimately at one, more divinely at peace with all, with each other.
We die so as to live.”
(Friedrich Hölderlin, Hyperion)
With the wind
“I think we all have our own personality, unique and distinctive, and at the same time, I think that our own unique and distinctive personality blends with the wind, with the footsteps in the street, with the noises around the corner, and with the silence of memory, which is the great producer of ghosts.”
(Octavio Paz)
Visual Artist
Inspired by poetry, art, life, imperfections, music, nature, dreams and antiques.
Believes that things should not be in small drawers inside large closets.
As we live our lives forwards, but understand them backwards (as Kierkegaard says).
