Sirens

Consuelo
My whole world lurches sideways –
familiar days and plans
tumble violently from grasp,
dates and weeks flounder
in the murk of confusion,
and I’m falling,
falling again –
I can no longer make sense of June,
or how long it will take to get to the end of it.

I know you didn’t mean to, but your words
wrenched my heart so roughly
it’s seeping again – I can’t help it.
It’s an old wound, really,
shaped by the story of a thousand cuts
that began before
we both were born.
It’s not your fault,
but a little tenderness
would do a lot for the mending.
It’s funny how a tiny prick
can bring you to your knees
while a single hard blow
doesn’t always do the trick.

But the wind is cruel and merciless –
sirens sent us all scurrying underground
while the house shook and groaned
in the middle of the night.
On the way down I grabbed
things that might vanish,
or that I might need
if everything came to an end
in the end –
chilled water
tattered leash
sensible shoes
passport that may very well outlive me
flashlight to find my way through the rubble
and oh yes,
a clean pair of underwear.
I sat near the washing machine
on the stool with the wheels
and the tray underneath
with my head in my hands
wondering what to do.
A spider approached from across the room
and stopped right in front of me.
We sized each other up
while I reminded myself
that she probably had pretty eyes
and did good work
in the studio that I never use.
I even thought we could be friends
until I moved my leg
and scared the crap out of her.
She made a beeline for the workbench
at lightning speed
and I realized the thunder
was slowly fading.
I’m still wondering
what she was trying to tell me.

I know you didn’t mean it,
but I’m staring at July
through vaseline eyes
and still can’t quite get a grip
on what it is that I’m supposed to do.
I could throw me a rope
but time escapes
like an eel through fingers
and honestly,
I can’t feel the bottom anymore,
but my friends are holding my head
above water.

Sirens send us all to the basement
while the house shakes and groans
in the middle of the night.

Ophélie . . . continued

Craquelure

Ophélie: un état d’âme (introduced in my previous post) continues to evolve as I gather up the scattered pieces that were lost, or migrated over to other projects. Today while organizing folders I found an old file and decided to have another go at it. The image was originally comprised of a mask (photo from one of my old acrylic paintings) superimposed over the woman’s face with one of the old boxcar photos as a background. It was pretty awful, but I was determined to make it work. In the end, I ditched the mask and sandwiched the woman between two duplicate layers of the boxcar. Bam! Ophelia is totally cracking up!

While Craquelure is quite different than most of the previous works associated with this project, there’s just something about it. Maybe it’s a reminder that as humans, all of us are composed of many complex layers – layers of ourselves that we construct and deconstruct over time. We build them up, we peel them off, and sometimes they just fall off all by themselves without us even noticing.

Click here for more photos and details about this intriguing project, or go to Ophélie: un état d’âme in the drop-down menu under Projects at the top of this page. Thanks for dropping by.

 

EXPOSURE 2014 ~ International Photography Competition

I was recently invited to enter the EXPOSURE 2014 Award, a competition celebrating the power of the image. Please click here to view my submission and to show your support by voting for me. It would really mean a lot! Thank you!

The Grand Prize:

  • $10,000 Cash Grant
  • A month long solo exhibition in New York City
  • A celebration of [my] work at the International Center of Photography
  • Funding to print and ship [my] work for the show
  • Travel to New York City and Luxury Accommodations at the W New York – Times Square
  • Online Feature Published by See.Me promoted to hundreds of thousands of viewers
  • Printed Feature in Promotion Materials Circulated throughout New York City

The competition is hosted by See Me, a website for creatives which features all kinds of truly exceptional artwork. Visit my profile, https://MiLaRiviere.see.me/, and enjoy the featured artists on their homepage.