Ol’ Friendly Mirrors

Mirrors may be foes as well, specially at youth. But when they were nice and reflected our expectations, some hot self-love aroused, and at some point youngsters – girls, boys and all between – felt very much like taking pics –they did so even long ago– to show them to someone especial. Or to everybody,… Continue reading Ol’ Friendly Mirrors

Praying For Freedom While Waiting For Death In The Holy City Of Varanasi — Post from Edge of Humanity Magazine

My sister wanted to travel to India (and quite especially, to Varanasi) since she was very young. She was (just as I am) very aware that our Roma ancestors came from India one day, some ten centuries ago. She wished to go there but had not time enough. I share this beautiful and instructive post… Continue reading Praying For Freedom While Waiting For Death In The Holy City Of Varanasi — Post from Edge of Humanity Magazine

Innocent nude posing – A page from an old diary and some related illustrations

Again, this post belongs in this blog as well –more than elsewhere…

INVISIBLE FORMS

I was going to title this post: “Nude posing in the age of innocence”, quite more elegant, but it would not be strictly true according to the text that justifies it, as well as the artwork attached.

Neither the writing nor the photographs are mine in origin, this time, but I have contributed to both things with some significative edition: translating the old manuscrite text by my sister from Catalan to English and composing a coloured mosaic with modified versions of an even older picture in black and white.

All of it goes about nakedness, innocent or saucy, and the shift between the two ways according to one’s needs and the pressure of life.

I will show first my mosaic, figuring an X (which may mean anything you want; but to me means a crossroads in life: the point in the way when innocence still shimmers briefly before changing to…

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A fifty years old sewing pattern in my wish list !

Our mother had this sewing pattern from the late 60s or early 70s. My sister fell in love with it some fifteen years later and tried to make it by herself, but failed somehow, or got bored with the labour, or couldn’t find all the necessary tools and materials. (I can’t remember much aside of… Continue reading A fifty years old sewing pattern in my wish list !