The moon sees through the lies,
and if it shines through me,
the sadness would be too much to measure.
I have always loved this image. I have a copy of it that I clipped a number of years ago from a newspaper article on film. It has been sort of propped up on a bookshelf since then where I can see it as I pass by. I do this with lots of images that I like. The wall next to my computer desk is filled with images I have been drawn to, as are window sills, walls, and many other places in my house.
None of what I feel about this image actually relates to the film from which this still comes, partly because I have never seen the film, and partly because the image just stands on its own for me. The clipped image I have is a bit worn for wear now, but something about it has always pulled me in. I really like the image for itself. I find it hauntingly beautiful, but I think I also relate to something about it on a very personal, emotional level. I am not sure I can describe how, only that it resonates with me deeply. I think I have felt like this, or at least that is how I interpret what I feel on viewing the image.
I had to search out the film so I could reference it here. The film was made in 1943. It is a short, experimental, surrealistic film called “Meshes of the Afternoon”, and was directed by a husband and wife -Maya Deren and Alexander Hammid. They wrote, directed and performed as the man and woman in the film. In case anyone is curious as to what the film is about, I found on Wiki a quote by Maya Deren describing the film:
“This film is concerned with the interior experiences of an individual. It does not record an event which could be witnessed by other persons. Rather, it reproduces the way in which the subconscious of an individual will develop, interpret and elaborate an apparently simple and casual incident into a critical emotional experience.”
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Half thought thought otherwise
loveless and sleepless the sea
Where you are where I would be
-Susan Howe, from “Silence Wager Stories,” The Noncomformist’s Memorial +
During her teenage years, Diana was a great fan of the romantic novels of her step-grandmother, Barbara Cartland, who brought copies of her latest books for Diana when she visited Althorpe House.
Diana, Princess of Wales childhood and teenage years 52/93
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