The Skull Beneath the Skin
Posted: October 31, 2014 Filed under: Art, Photography | Tags: collage, death, halloween, John Stezaker, mask, postcard, skull Leave a commentGoat Skull and Bottle
Posted: August 15, 2014 Filed under: Art, Sculpture | Tags: 1951, 50s, bottle, pablo picasso, Picasso, sculptire, skull, still life Leave a commentThe Midnight Robber
Posted: February 26, 2014 Filed under: Art, Fashion, Performance/Installation | Tags: Caribbean Beat, carnival, costume, death, design, designer, folklore, mas man, midnight robber, Peter Minshall, skull, tradition, trini, Trinidad Leave a commentA Carnival costume by the legendary Trinidadian Carnival artist Peter Minshall, also known as Mas Man.
Click here to read about him in the Caribbean Beat magazine.
Why I am not a Buddhist
Posted: February 20, 2013 Filed under: Art, Poetry | Tags: Buddhism, desire, Molly Peacock, Poetry, skull 1 CommentI love desire, the state of want and thought
of how to get; building a kingdom in a soul
requires desire. I love the things I’ve sought-
you in your beltless bathrobe, tongues of cash that loll
from my billfold- and love what I want: clothes,
houses, redemption. Can a new mauve suit
equal God? Oh no, desire is ranked. To lose
a loved pen is not like losing faith. Acute
desire for nut gateau is driven out by death,
but the cake on its plate has meaning,
even when love is endangered and nothing matters.
For my mother, health; for my sister, bereft,
wholeness. But why is desire suffering?
Because want leaves a world in tatters?
How else but in tatters should a world be?
A columned porch set high above a lake.
Here, take my money. A loved face in agony,
the spirit gone. Here, use my rags of love.
By Molly Peacock