It Has Been One Hell of a Year

By Michelle K.

And it has been
one hell
of a year.
I have worn
the seasons
under my sleeves,
on my thighs,
running down my cheeks.
This is what
surviving
looks like, my dear.

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Dancing. Graciela Iturbide.


Rotimi Fani-Kayode

Tulip Boy, 1989 Nothing to Lose VII, 1989 Grapes, 1989 Rotimi Fani-Kayode Rotimi Fani-Kayode Adebiyi, 1989 Rotimi Fani-Kayode, Nothing to Lose XI, 1989 Rotimi Fani-Kayode, Untitled,


Ode to My Socks

By Pablo Neruda

Maru Mori brought me
a pair
of socks
knitted with her own
shepherd’s hands,
two socks soft
as rabbits.
I slipped
my feet into them
as if
into
jewel cases
woven
with threads of
dusk
and sheep’s wool.

Audacious socks,
my feet became
two woolen
fish,
two long sharks
of lapis blue
shot
with a golden thread,
two mammoth blackbirds,
two cannons,
thus honored
were
my feet
by
these
celestial
socks.
They were
so beautiful
that for the first time
my feet seemed
unacceptable to me,
two tired old
fire fighters
not worthy
of the woven
fire
of those luminous
socks.

Nonetheless,
I resisted
the strong temptation
to save them
the way schoolboys
bottle
fireflies,
the way scholars
hoard
sacred documents.
I resisted
the wild impulse
to place them
in a cage
of gold
and daily feed them
birdseed
and rosy melon flesh.
Like explorers
who in the forest
surrender a rare
and tender deer
to the spit
and eat it
with remorse,
I stuck out
my feet
and pulled on
the
handsome
socks,
and
then my shoes.

So this is
the moral of my ode:
twice beautiful
is beauty
and what is good doubly
good
when it is a case of two
woolen socks
in wintertime.

–Pablo Neruda
(translated by Margaret Sayers Peden)

image

Feet (Socks). Louise Bourgeois. 1998


In the Jungle

Cat in the Jungle. Gabriel Orozco. 1992

Cat in the Jungle. Gabriel Orozco. 1992

Gas Station. David LaChapelle. 2012

Gas Station. David LaChapelle. 2012

Lago Tarsila do Amaral

Lago. Tarsila do Amaral

Forest. Jean Hans Arp

Forest. Jean (Hans) Arp

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Amazon. Liam Stevens.

Monica Ramos

Monica Ramos

Self Portraits

Kat in the Jungle. Kathleen Tompsett. 2014


Cut

Extract from Sylvia Plath‘s poem “Cut”

What a thrill —
My thumb instead of an onion.
The top quite gone
Except for a sort of a hinge

Of skin,
A flap like a hat,
Dead white.
Then that red plush.

Jamon Jamon. Daniela Edburg.

Jamon Jamon. Daniela Edburg.


First Love

In First Love, by Brazilian artist Rivane Neuenschwander,  a forensic artist reconstructs the face of the participants’ lost loves through a collaborative procedure that is part artistry, part science and part storytelling. These portraits establish a record of absence and loss and dramatise the action of memory.

Rivane Neuenschwander First Love


Auti Te Pape

Noa Noa Te Pape. Paul Gauguin. 1894-95.

Auti te Pape (Women at the River) from Noa Noa (Fragrant Scent) Series. Paul Gauguin. 1893-94. Woodcut.