Showing posts with label Hallows Eve. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hallows Eve. Show all posts

31 October 2013

"Something wicked this way comes..."

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"When the hurly-burly's done,When the battle's lost and won."

"Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble."



The Three Witches from Shakespeare’s Macbeth by Daniel Gardner 1775.
sculptor Anne Seymour Damer
 Georgiana, Duchess of Devonshire, 
Elizabeth Lamb, Viscountess Melbourne





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27 October 2013

Something Wicked This Way Comes

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“They are given to all kinds of marvellous beliefs;
 are subject to trances and visions;
 and frequently see strange sights,
 and hear music and voices in the air.” 
Washington Irving, The Legend of Sleepy Hollow




 
Skeleton Riders, Halloween c.1920






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31 October 2011

hommage to the MASTER

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Drama is life with the dull bits left out. Alfred Hitchcock


GUY BOURDIN - Hommage a Hitchcock, c. 1962 
 
 
Sir Alfred Joseph Hitchcock here
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30 October 2011

be afraid, be very afraid.




"Live by the harmless untruths that make you brave and kind and healthy and happy."  Kurt Vonnegut




Yes, it's almost Hallows Eve, but that is a celebration, more to fear is election day and the coming aenslag of political promises. Is it just me-or are we actually living in San Lorenzo, Cat's Cradle? I remember reading the Vonnegut book long long before anything like the reality TV invasion. It must have made an impression at the time, one I did not expect or comprehend.  Vonnegut's cradle always creeps into my psyche during the political season. The spin of lead feet and tin wings- or 999, the WE DELIVER -coming slogan-I mean how can they possibly resist? Does 999 sound like a Large Pizza with nothing on it- (It could be a better deal-but you are desperate so you take it) and when the doorbell rings you find a crust of bread left behind?

& then there is this-





Yes, run amok tomorrow evening  goblins and ghosties- and tread lightly for the next year- someone will be stepping on cracks, backs will break and old superstitions will sound like eminent threats.



"Round and Round and round we spin with feet made of lead and wings made of tin." Kurt Vonnegut 



photographs by Erwin Blumfeld, self portraits.

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