Saturday, 20 September 2014

The Boudoir














Nicole Page-Smith, 2014











'I imposed black; it's still going strong today, 
for black wipes out everything else around.'



Coco Chanel













Saturday, 13 September 2014

Still life with apple














Nicole Page-Smith, 2014











A Divine Image

Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
And Secrecy the human dress.

The human dress is forged iron;
The human form, a fiery forge;
The human face, a furnace sealed;
The human heart, its hungry gorge.



William Blake













Saturday, 6 September 2014

Plants














Nicole Page-Smith, 2014











'I told my love'

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.
Ah, she doth depart.

Soon as she was gone from me,
A traveller came by
Silently, invisibly.
Oh, was no deny.



William Blake













Monday, 1 September 2014

Ghosts


Nicole Page-Smith, 2014











A city from the past frequents this place, a city full of ghosts from some other era. Ghosts trespass your path and ensure you are heard. Leaves rustle on the ground as the spirit trespasses and makes you aware of your pathway. They tell you of the blessing ceremony and as if trapped in another realm, they do not move house and communicate to the blessed. The ghost town has been observed but remains idle to nowhere. On ceremonial sites they need a path of egress, the bird goes in a circle to be blessed, a message from God in the church house. Others tell you where the dead leave from on their voyage out the harbour, their skulls are buried in the most sacred place to their God so, the spirits know where to take leave from, they guide the path and the ancient ceremonial grounds were a place of ancient worship. Sacred ceremony took place there and your raft was ascended to infinity, most dead were buried at sea. Sacred people have a secret for the hearts of mankind to ascend your spirit through Heaven. Ghosts become trapped and do not want to depart earth. Some proclaim, the soul died too quickly for the spirit to notice God's bodily death, so they do not notice they are dead. Some of the dead prefer the cemetery to commemorate their names and others have a secret for God to observe and is the opposite of the row of names your families observe. God tells you where you should lay.