Orphans

As an orphan one learns to be self-sufficient and one learns the tricks of the trades which go with that. One becomes a freelance. (…) I propose a conspiracy of orphans. We exchange winks. We reject hierarchies. All hierarchies. We take the shit of the world for granted and we exchange stories about how we nevertheless get by. We are […]

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The Playlist Project: The Endless

Hi, my name is Marta and I have a playlist addiction. Songs about family, songs with a colour in the title, songs that reference mythology or scientific concepts. Songs in 3/4 time signature – I have one for them all. It’s an entertaining way of releasing obsessive tendencies while discovering new music. Each playlist ends up being a type of […]

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The Endless Panel

Aside from the amazing depth and wonderful story, one of the reasons why I love The Endless is how great their are for art practice. From Dream to Delirum’s hair, which I have been trying to get right for aeons, to the fabric in Destiny’s cloak, Desire’s androgyny and Despair’s Buddha-from-the-underworld appearance. They’re all wonderful to play around with. Just […]

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Kodak Pocket Instamatic

We had a Kodak Instamatic 110 camera when I was kid, which was eventually replaced by something more modern – by 1989’s standards. Being a lover of film and wanting something a bit more handy than a 1kg camera, I decided to search the interweb for a working sister of my old Instamatic. It cost me 2€ and the seller […]

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No Love Lost

no love is ever lost when love stands still if you save it in a box no love is ever spilled love can never be lost when it’s not carried in words to save every single drop just ignore the hummingbirds if you never reach to taste it no love is ever wasted save your skin from being bitten and […]

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The Visitors

It wasn’t like this before. We were never modern or trendy only feeding off old glories of dead sailors and football stars. So we liked having you here: the wealthy relatives who never held us in any regard. But now you come to visit all the time. There is no more sitting outside with a beer and a book contemplating […]

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Translations

O meu amigo Ricardo escreve umas coisas – bastantes e boas. Há poucos dias publicou, no seu cantinho virtual, um poema em que pede para não ser traduzido. O que me pareceu a oportunidade perfeita para exercitar os músculos de tradutora e pseudo-poeta. Sem mais demoras, aqui vai: My friend Rick (see what I did there?) writes a little – and […]

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primordial

It breathes ancient, this thing. It stirs and it rings and pours out of my skin. There’s a tempest within. I should hold down the lid but can’t sail this ship while lost drunk on longing. The sails rip at the seams. My lips holding the seeds I can’t sow – for now. Can the whispering wind let you know […]

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Bag Lady

Too many bags with too much baggage back from when your heart was savage and oblivious. A bag of lights A bag of doubts An empty bag on where to shout. The bag of tricks you’ve since collected – their smoke and mirrors have now deflected. So pile it up and build a pyre Make a shrine out of the […]

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Make Good Art

There is a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in. Leonard Cohen, Anthem   There is tremendous power in joy. It recharges you. It can be used as a shield against big, bad, scary creatures that threaten you with darkness. Better yet, it can be stored for subsequent use when these gloomy creatures return. Because they always do. […]

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‘Lady of the Sea’ – Jonah

[For the previous chapters, check the Lady of the Sea‘s main page] What a useless little vermin, thought Isola to herself. That is the problem with the overly ambitious and under-intelligent: they act hastily and on impulse. ‘Planning’ is too big a word to fit in their tiny little skulls. Not that Peafowl knew any better, however. How could he? […]

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Back to basics

My first real attempts at drawing only started a little after I turned 30. Just like with photography (and those teenage oh-so-deep-and-observant writing drafts), my absolute favourite theme has always been people. Even during the age of analogue film photography, when a film roll of 36 photos would last you a year, my friends would often complain about how I was […]

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Brave Delusions

Being stuck at home with a broken foot is as good an excuse as any to catch up on some movie watching and I couldn’t resist the recent Florence Foster Jenkins, with the acting genius that is Meryl Streep, about the socialite, erm, singer. Known worldwide for her terrible, dissonant singing, lady Florence was an enthusiast of the musical arts – an […]

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Back to the 80s

[Disclaimer: the following post is spoiler free.] This is the age of nostalgia. I don’t just say it because I’m no longer in my tweens and, like so many other thirty-somethings decades before me, think that the times and culture of my youth were a thousand times better than what they are now – that is to be expected. There is something […]

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The Other Martha

Woke up to a could-be-worse movie about her and Hemingway this morning – sadly, it is also the most common result when you run a search for the lady on YouTube. The great Martha Gellhorn is high on my list of Women I Want to be Like When I Grow Up. With a tremendous amount of chutzpah, she will make […]

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