Monday, June 27, 2011

And they lived happily ever...ur... oh wait...

    No matter what life you lead
    the virgin is a lovely number:
    cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper,
    arms and legs made of Limoges,
    lips like Vin Du Rhône,
    rolling her china-blue doll eyes
    open and shut.
    Open to say,
    Good Day Mama,
    and shut for the thrust
    of the unicorn.
    She is unsoiled.
    She is as white as a bonefish.

    A friend of mine sent me a link to a photo project, called "Fallen Princesses" by Dina Goldstein because she thought I would love it and she was so right! I love the real looking scenarios, but with these very Disney-esque princesses still all dressed up.

    Goldstein writes:
    "These works place Fairy Tale characters in modern day scenarios. In all of the images the Princess is placed in an environment that articulates her conflict. The '...happily ever after' is replaced with a realistic outcome and addresses current issues."

    I think these images are amazing and I can't wait to see the 2 that she has yet to shoot. And because I can't help but think of Anne Sexton's retellings of classic fairy tales found in her collection, Transformations, I've posted some snippets of the poems for your reading enjoyment.

    This one day her mother gave her
    a basket of wine and cake
    to take to her grandmother
    because she was ill.
    Wine and cake?
    Where's the aspirin? The penicillin?
    Where's the fruit juice?
    Peter Rabbit got camomile tea.
    But wine and cake it was.
    I must not sleep
    for while I'm asleep I'm ninety
    and think I'm dying.
    Death rattles in my throat
    like a marble.
    I wear tubes like earrings.
    I lie as still as a bar of iron.
    You can stick a needle
    through my kneecap and I won't flinch.
    I'm all shot up with Novocain.
    This trance girl
    is yours to do with.

    Cinderella and the prince
    lived, they say, happily ever after,
    like two dolls in a museum case
    never bothered by diapers or dust,
    never arguing over the timing of an egg,
    never telling the same story twice,
    never getting a middle-aged spread,
    their darling smiles pasted on for eternity.
    Regular Bobbsey Twins.
    That story.
    from "Cinderella"
    Source URL: https://jimhensons.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-they-lived-happily-everur-oh-wait.html
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