Friday, 30 October 2009

Ich träume so leise von dir,
Weiß hängt die Seide schon über meinen Augen.

Warum hast du nicht um mich

Die Erde gelassen -- sage?

Else Lasker-Schüler

I dream so quietly of you,
White hangs the silk already over my eyes.

Why did you not put aside the earth
for me -- say?


  1. it's still not what i wanted to post, Prospero - but could it hang white over your impatience, until i can fulfil my promise...

  2. Sometimes the side tracks are so rewarding.
    I love this.

  3. Salut Roxana.

    Wow! Superbe photo,composition et lumière remarquable,d´une grande douceur intim...j́adore.

    Je t'embrasse. Have a nice weekend!

  4. J'aime beaucoup ce voile qui semble éfleurer, cacher cette femme qui rêve... Quelle subtilité dans cette photo pour évoquer le rêve ! ! !
    Comme l'écrit Marcel Proust... "Il vaut mieux rêver sa vie que la vivre, encore que la vivre, ce soit encore la rêver."
    Partageons nos rêves... et faut-il qu'ils deviennent réalité ?


  5. Roxana, hi.....

    I was reading this....and what do you think of the extract below?

    'Imagine a book of pictures of women in which none of the women could be identified as beautiful. wouldn't we feel that the photographer had made some mistake? was being mean-spirited? misogynistic? was depriving us of something that we had a right to see? no one would say the equivalent thing of a book of portraits of men'.
    you can ignore the last line.


  6. for you i have infinite patience

    In the meanwhile
    - will you meet me later in the color-garden, Prince?

  7. Posso salutare...con un ciao...

  8. .. sad.. but cute..

    hello roxana, I'm still being buried deep in the snow, you know! :p

  9. Toujours en délicatesse...tristesse et douceur mêlées.
    J'aime beaucoup...

  10. Such a magic touch with light, which must love you, to visit you in this way and linger so....

    I can't decide (and there must be something folded inside the indecision) whether she gazes into the silk for a lover, the other, or for herself. This silk is a mirror ... when the other is absent from the mirror, we discover it was already always empty, and was always the mirror for the self. This is why we shroud he faces of the dead.

    Rilke, “Die Erwachsene”:

    ….transfiguring and preparing for the future,
    the first white veil descended, gliding softly

    over her opened face, almost opaque there,
    never to be lifted off again, and somehow
    giving to all her questions just one answer:
    In you, who were a child once, in you.


  11. dear merc, i thought you would :-)

  12. ei, draga mea, incerc si eu cat pot, dar nu reusesc sa valuresc lumina atat de bine ca tine :-)

  13. Marc., oui, l'atmosphere avait vraiment quelque chose de tres doux et intime, je suis contente que tu aimes!

    welcome back!!! :-)

  14. ahhhhh, Jeff, toi et tes citations, je ne sais vraiment pas ou tu vas les prendres toutes, comme si elles etaient cachees dans tes poches :-)

    une autre sorte de voile que celui que tu as presente dans tes series il y a quelque temps, n'est-ce pas?

    je t'embrasse et a bientot

  15. hi, Kubla,

    i am sorry for the delay in answering... i am so happy you liked the poem, but you see, i was sure you would, it had that "something" which made me think immediately of you :-)

    no, unfortunately i didn't write it myself, i could never write like that. we have to thank Manuela for this gift, you can find it here:

    i'll come back for your question -

  16. Mysterious messages abound
    In the hidden, in the unseen
    Whispering of secrets unrevealed
    Translucent cloth and hair
    Suggest but obscure
    Darkness and shadow
    Banish the harsh light of day
    Leaving the mystics to their musings

    On water, silver radiant surface
    Two blurred figures danced
    Merging for eternity
    If not eternity, what then ?

  17. Cachées dans mes poches toutes ces citations...? Point de poches... cachées dans mon computer ! ! !

    Bises Roxana...

  18. Hey there, I lost track of your "creations" and I feel as if I owe you an apology ;), now I am back thanks to a common friend which lead the way...I added you on my links so this does not happen again ;)
    Best regards

  19. kubla, hi again :-)

    first i don't understand why you gave me that quote here, or is it unrelated to my post? or related to my pictures in general?

    it's difficult to answer for many reasons, one being the general character of this statement: "a book of pictures of women" - what kind of book are we talking about? to what purpose was that book made? if it is a St. Valentine calendar, or some fashion-related book, then of course everybody expects the women to be beautiful - but i think they would expect the same from a book with masculine models, at least nowadays they would.
    if we talk about an artistic project, then no, i don't think it is true: it only matters what the artist wanted to show, express, share, her or his vision challenging our vision etc.
    what about paintings? does she think that people would have the same expectation from women portraits when it comes to painting?

    i understand why she makes this statement, i am not so naive to forget that, no matter the type of society we live in, there is still this strong prejudice: a woman has to be beautiful, intelligence is enough for a man. it's what we are "taught" from the beginning, unfortunately. and when women want to take their distance from that, they often do it in the same terms, i was at a conference last week and while we were discussing some issue related to advertisement language (the l'Oreal logo: "because you are worth it", a female participant said: "i personally don't care about that anyway, i am not beautiful but i have what it takes to compensate for that").

    but i should hope that people think differently when it comes to art, at least - or, if they don't, then they also expect poetry to be about her "rosy cheeks" and "nightingale voice".

    but i also think there is some drive in us which makes us seek beauty in everything (Plato has some explanation on this, i think :-), whether this is a cultural or natural tendency, it's a very big discussion...

    it's interesting that you bring up this topic since i have just discovered the overwhelming works of Fazal Sheikh, and have spent a lot of time with his portrayal of Indian women in this project:

    i think you should really look at that (everybody should).

    and to end this very long answer, i will quote some favourite lines of mine: not only they present women and men equally sensitive when it comes to the struggle for beauty, but also take on the idea of some kind of "compensation" for the "oppressed ones" (it's all very ironical, yet true for many of us, i think)

    "I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
    you were famous, your heart was a legend.
    You told me again you preferred handsome men
    but for me you would make an exception.
    And clenching your fist for the ones like us
    who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
    you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,
    we are ugly but we have the music."

  20. Prospero, dear one, now after all this waiting i am so afraid you will be disappointed...

  21. Ciao, Morris, i am glad to see you here again :-)

    thank you...

    i have seen your snow, Peter, and it's really lovely! :-)
    but i don't know what you see "cute" here in this post :-P

  22. merci, chere K'line...
    (moi aussi j'aime beaucoup la petite fee verte, tu sais? mais la nouvelle image en gris et rouge est aussi tres belle...)

    Owen, that's so lovely... wow! i especially liked: "Leaving the mystics to their musings" :-)
    i had to remember this modern tanka, quite amusing (rhyme unintended, or perhaps? :-):

    "The secret of long life?
    Live simply. Love God.
    Sit in the sun
    and recite poems
    to sensual and receptive women."

    and especially the sweet French sun, i suspect it works even better :-P

  23. ps. i forget to mention: the poet's name is James Tipton and you can find James's excellent review of his book here:

    along with other little lovely poems...

  24. ah, James, our old, endless discussions about her and her mirrors and her Rilke :-)

    again, you express everything so beautifully that i find so little to add... i love that "folded in the indecision" so much...

  25. Gabi, hello! :-)

    no apology needed, why on earth would you need that? i am glad you've come back :-)

  26. Thanks Roxana, simply thanks...

    I will have to remember that verse, I love reciting poetry to sensual people who will listen...

    Will be off to look at the other reference to Tipton...

  27. This back thinggy, it did one thing for me, which was noticed by our "common friend", made notice the changes in your took such a leap...your world is made of paintings...
    Congratulations, I wish I would evolve the same way ;)

  28. stunning, all layers.

    maybe a fav, the top one! So much like text, so many levels of alludings.

  29. Bonjour Roxana tu reste dans cette lumière qui est suggestive Être ou ne pas être;neurobiologiste étasunienne brandissant un cerveau humain. j'ai la façon de photographier tu es une belle artiste dans tout les sens très sincère de moi-même

  30. dear mansuetude, i am so happy every time i receive your comments (oh but "comment" is such a dry word, and yours are always so rich - "so many levels of alluding" there...)

  31. Allan, je suis tres touchee par tes mots... oui, etre ou ne pas etre, cet etat flottant est particulierement important pour moi et j'y reviens souvent...

    merci de tout coeur!