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 […]
I blame Tom for fingers that want to dance along the skin for the fire emerging from sailing within.
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 […]
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 […]
It’s chicks like you that give women a bad name.
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 […]
Breaking my foot was, by far, one of the best things that ever happened to me. And, even though I set my crutches aside over a year ago, there’s something about forced seclusion that makes you want to suck the marrow out of life as soon as you’re able to walk the world again. It also makes you braver. Have […]
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 […]
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 […]
The eyes In my mind See all the skies I’ve crossed Since they were left behind Can you see All the seeds you left Inside me How they grow Do you know It is all you I am turning into.
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 […]
in reality music is more fitting for the measures of this heart but I cannot play all the keys it wants to say so I let it start with these silent songs
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 […]
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 […]
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. […]
[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? […]
[Book review may contain spoilers] A few lifetimes ago I used to study and practice certain rites at the fringe of reality. Mostly, the focus would be on the history of arcane knowledge and beliefs throughout the various periods of mankind but, more often than not, I’d plunge into them myself. I have long since put all that behind me […]
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 […]
No one has the right to spend their life without being offended. Nobody has to read this book. Nobody has to pick it up. Nobody has to open it. And if you open it and read it, you don’t have to like it. And if you read it and you dislike it, you don’t have to remain silent about it. […]
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 […]
[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 […]
[For the previous chapters, check the Lady of the Sea‘s main page] It had an unusual shape, almost resembling a perfect circle – one that had been half-bitten off. When the tide was high, it looked like the letter C. When it was low, as it was now, it had a lovely, spacious beach. A man came out of the […]
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 […]
[For the previous chapters, check the Lady of the Sea‘s main page] All the ship’s crew was up and gathered around the rear. They were chattering and pointing excitedly, as if they couldn’t believe their eyes. Azov walked towards them, looking very annoyed. This was no attack, or else they would all be in their posts and battle cries would […]