Pen – Page 3 – Isidora Works

Jun 9, 2017Apr 9, 2019 M Best Of, My Pen, Português

Mais, por favor

Quando era pequena, o meu pai tentou (exaustivamente) convencer-me a ter aulas de aikido. "Não quero! Quero ser bailarina!", protestava eu. "O aikido é quase uma dança," argumentava o meu pai "vais ver que vais gostar." Mas a Marta de 8 anos não queria saber. A Marta de 8 anos queria era lantejoulas, dançar em … Continue reading Mais, por favor

May 29, 2017Sep 12, 2018 M Digital, My Eye, My Pen, Português

Viver com Esclerose Múltipla

O próximo dia 31 de Maio marca o Dia Mundial da Esclerose Múltipla. Para assinalar a data, a Sociedade Portuguesa de Esclerose Múltipla (SPEM) organizou uma exposição no jardim exterior do Centro Comercial Colombo que, para além de querer divulgar a doença e as várias formas de apoio, tenta, principalmente, mostrar-nos o que é viver … Continue reading Viver com Esclerose Múltipla

May 28, 2017Oct 29, 2018 M Digital, My Eye, My Pen, Português

Festival Islâmico de Mértola

Venderem kebabs numa feira dita islâmica é o equivalente a só haver tortillas e paella num enventual Festival Lusitano. Os crepes de Nutella não têm equivalência possível.

May 22, 2017Mar 22, 2019 M English, My Pen, Verse

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 … Continue reading primordial

May 22, 2017Mar 22, 2019 M English, My Pen, Verse

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 … Continue reading Bag Lady

May 2, 2017Sep 12, 2018 M Digital, My Eye, My Pen, Português

Amélia dos olhos doces

Há cerca de 3 anos atrás, decidi colaborar com a Associação Mais Proximidade Melhor Vida (MPMV) e voluntariei-me para visitas semanais a um(a) idoso/a a ser designado. Alistei a amiga Stella e, pouco tempo depois, fomos informadas de que iriamos visitar uma octagenária "bastante culta, que fala com a família por Skype, por Facebook e por … Continue reading Amélia dos olhos doces

Apr 4, 2017Mar 22, 2019 M My Pen, Português, Verse

74 x 34 x 60 mm

Dimensões conservadas. Discretamente heterogéneo apenas. Linha sem alterações intrínsecas. Septação fúndica já conhecida já alvo de intervenção. Cavidade virtual. Pequenas imagens líquidas infracentimétricas simples. Visibilidade anexial direita mais satisfatória do que a esquerda. Douglas livre.

Mar 24, 2017Jan 3, 2019 M Film, My Eye, My Pen

that’s how the light gets in

Last week I went to the photo store to develop a black & white film I had completely forgotten about. "We're sorry, but the pictures are ruined," they told me. "There must have been light coming into the film at one point, and only one photo made it. Do you still want us to print … Continue reading that’s how the light gets in

Feb 26, 2017Mar 22, 2018 M Best Of, My Pen, Português

O Pai

em·pa·ti·a (grego empátheia, -as, paixão) substantivo feminino Forma de identificação intelectual ou afectiva de um sujeito com uma pessoa, uma ideia ou uma coisa (ex.: a empatia entre os voluntários e a população local era evidente; assistimos à perfeita empatia entre piano e violino). in Dicionário Priberam da Língua Portuguesa Esta semana, a Associação … Continue reading O Pai

Feb 16, 2017Mar 26, 2018 M English, My Pen

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 … Continue reading Make Good Art

Feb 6, 2017Feb 28, 2018 M Blurb, Português

O mistério do número que se calhar não é meu

Aqui há uns anos comprei um cartão de telemóvel de uma rede que não era a minha habitual, e que já raramente uso. Desde esse dia que comecei a receber periodicamente SMS a avisarem-me para pagar a factura da Cabovisão (de quem não sou cliente), para levar o carro que não tenho com uma matrícula … Continue reading O mistério do número que se calhar não é meu

Dec 26, 2016Dec 28, 2018 M English, Lady of the Sea, My Pen, Pen

‘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 … Continue reading ‘Lady of the Sea’ – Jonah

Nov 3, 2016Oct 22, 2018 M Best Of, English, My Pen

Maiden, Mother & Crone: Neil Gaiman’s Ocean

[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 … Continue reading Maiden, Mother & Crone: Neil Gaiman’s Ocean

Oct 17, 2016Aug 24, 2018 M English, My Pen, My Pencil

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 … Continue reading Back to basics

Sep 26, 2016Mar 26, 2018 M Best Of, English, My Pen

Isidora & Censorship

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 … Continue reading Isidora & Censorship

Sep 21, 2016Mar 26, 2018 M Best Of, English, My Pen

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 … Continue reading Brave Delusions

Sep 14, 2016Mar 26, 2018 M Best Of, English, My Pen

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 … Continue reading Back to the 80s

Aug 31, 2016Dec 28, 2018 M English, Lady of the Sea, My Pen, Pen

‘Lady of the Sea’ – The Island

[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 … Continue reading ‘Lady of the Sea’ – The Island

Aug 24, 2016Oct 22, 2018 M Best Of, English, My Pen, Pen

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 … Continue reading The Other Martha

Aug 23, 2016Dec 28, 2018 M English, Lady of the Sea, My Pen, Pen

‘Lady of the Sea’ – The Messenger

[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 … Continue reading ‘Lady of the Sea’ – The Messenger

Jan 19, 2016Dec 28, 2018 M English, Lady of the Sea, My Pen, Pen

‘Lady of the Sea’ – The Cell

After having been dragged down to the Queen's dungeons, Peafowl was thrown into an empty cell by two brutes with no obvious respect for nobility. The place was dark and damp and the air smelled of something Peafowl couldn't quite name but that he was sure someone somewhere used as a potent fertilizer. "Here you … Continue reading ‘Lady of the Sea’ – The Cell

Jul 13, 2015Feb 22, 2022 M My Pen, Português, Verse

Levante

Como ser imune ao esfumar do corpo (apaga a luz) Tu de braço solto E eu a única elevada no banco de pescoço exposto à tua voz Há entrega num soltar dos ombros no leve descair contra o teu peito (como se já tantas vezes o tivesse feito) e os teus dedos passam seguros pelos … Continue reading Levante

Jun 17, 2015Oct 22, 2018 M Best Of, English, My Pen, Pen

What would Granny Weatherwax do?

I've always had a soft spot for the stern. They have the discipline I lack, they're objective where I'm soppy - and they may not smile much, but will always tell it like it is. My favourite teachers at school and university were the ones that, even though I dreaded their grading pen, always made … Continue reading What would Granny Weatherwax do?

Jun 9, 2015Feb 21, 2019 M Best Of, Digital, English, My Eye, My Pen

it’s the manic goblins!

It's the goblins again! The plan: go to one of The Holy Bible shows in 2015. The venture: never-ending setbacks from day one. Getting the tickets back in December of last year was a nightmare, from visa cards failing, to money transfers and login issues - all to the sound of the ticking clock you … Continue reading it’s the manic goblins!

Feb 3, 2015Mar 22, 2019 M English, My Pen, Pen, Verse

Tony Cokayne: an introduction

Tony Cokayne lived up to his name. (It ran in the family He wasn't to blame.) Where there was demand, he’d supply Except for wise ass kids Wanting to get high On any shit they could buy. Tony Cokayne felt no shame. He wasn't one to hide (Only, maybe, from time to time When the … Continue reading Tony Cokayne: an introduction