Before Crossing the Dark Veil into the Light

In Loving Memory of Ari Fontrodona – Called to meet the Father (or Mother), and our own parents, on August 13th – 2016. May she be in Grace and perfect happiness, as she always intended —and often accomplished— in her earthly life, in spite of everything. When she named this blog SOMETHING BEYOND, she really… Continue reading Before Crossing the Dark Veil into the Light

Beautiful “bad hair” & A deep insight by Arthur Schopenhauer -lover of cats

No need to comment much about the dishevelled hair above and below, the bandana or the associated posts on Polyvore. This is an irrelevant post to almost everybody except the poster himself… but I like it 🙂 About Arthur Schopenhauer —who was a detestable misogynist, but a perfect genius anyway— I just feel like bringing… Continue reading Beautiful “bad hair” & A deep insight by Arthur Schopenhauer -lover of cats

The hyacinth girl -neither living, nor dead

Being the immediate continuation of “Still life and still death” -with a small gap of four verses… – “You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; They called me the hyacinth girl.” —Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden, Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my… Continue reading The hyacinth girl -neither living, nor dead

Still life and still death

Illustrating old dead roots into the sand – young still flesh; branches and leaves – oddly lightened [Dedicated to the bewitching memory of my sister, who was fond of T. S. Eliot -and entirely inspired by her physical absence nowadays] – What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish?… Continue reading Still life and still death

A peep into the objective, years ago

This may seem -it seems, indeed- a silly photograph with a clumsy framing, but I like it; most especially because it figures someone dear coming into view, and gladly so, when she is entirely out of the field now. I see Ari often when I dream. Wishful dreaming, possibly… but I believe -I somehow know… Continue reading A peep into the objective, years ago

Pictures from dreams – ‘Soulshine’ (VII)

It goes without saying that I do not take pictures of my dreams (or anybody’s), nor I am a sleepwalker, maybe capable to handle a camera and shot whatever there is around… Anyway I keep a clear memory of some of my dreamt experiences and visions, and I can draw them and paint them; occasionally,… Continue reading Pictures from dreams – ‘Soulshine’ (VII)

A Pictorial Tribute – Delvaux’s “Ari”, and a sort of family portrait

– – The first time I watched “Rosine” -an oil by the surrealist Belgian painter Paul Delvaux, from 1968- I said to myself “this tall, slim girl with the red hat and the fan looks very much like Ariel”. As a matter of fact, quite a few women in Delvaux’s paintings of the two last… Continue reading A Pictorial Tribute – Delvaux’s “Ari”, and a sort of family portrait

Stately walking down a tree, like an elf

It’s not Lothlórien, of course, and these are not Mellyrn-trees, and the model is not Galadriel, but this is a photo without tricks or hoax; the girl elvishly walked down the trunk, barefoot, in part with the aid of a flexible branch that she was handling. When I shot her here, she was some 2.70… Continue reading Stately walking down a tree, like an elf