Quando era pequena, o meu pai tentou (exaustivamente) convencer-me a ter aulas de aikido. "Não quero! Quero ser bailarina!", protestava eu. "O aikido é quase uma dança," argumentava o meu pai "vais ver que vais gostar." Mas a Marta de 8 anos não queria saber. A Marta de 8 anos queria era lantejoulas, dançar em … Continue reading Mais, por favor
O próximo dia 31 de Maio marca o Dia Mundial da Esclerose Múltipla. Para assinalar a data, a Sociedade Portuguesa de Esclerose Múltipla (SPEM) organizou uma exposição no jardim exterior do Centro Comercial Colombo que, para além de querer divulgar a doença e as várias formas de apoio, tenta, principalmente, mostrar-nos o que é viver … Continue reading Viver com Esclerose Múltipla
It breathes ancient, this thing. It stirs and it rings and pours out of my skin. There's a tempest within. I should hold down the lid but can't sail this ship while lost drunk on longing. The sails rip at the seams. My lips holding the seeds I can't sow - for now. Can the … Continue reading primordial
Too many bags with too much baggage back from when your heart was savage and oblivious. A bag of lights A bag of doubts An empty bag on where to shout. The bag of tricks you've since collected - their smoke and mirrors have now deflected. So pile it up and build a pyre Make … Continue reading Bag Lady
Há cerca de 3 anos atrás, decidi colaborar com a Associação Mais Proximidade Melhor Vida (MPMV) e voluntariei-me para visitas semanais a um(a) idoso/a a ser designado. Alistei a amiga Stella e, pouco tempo depois, fomos informadas de que iriamos visitar uma octagenária "bastante culta, que fala com a família por Skype, por Facebook e por … Continue reading Amélia dos olhos doces
Dimensões conservadas. Discretamente heterogéneo apenas. Linha sem alterações intrínsecas. Septação fúndica já conhecida já alvo de intervenção. Cavidade virtual. Pequenas imagens líquidas infracentimétricas simples. Visibilidade anexial direita mais satisfatória do que a esquerda. Douglas livre.
Last week I went to the photo store to develop a black & white film I had completely forgotten about. "We're sorry, but the pictures are ruined," they told me. "There must have been light coming into the film at one point, and only one photo made it. Do you still want us to print … Continue reading that’s how the light gets in
em·pa·ti·a (grego empátheia, -as, paixão) substantivo feminino Forma de identificação intelectual ou afectiva de um sujeito com uma pessoa, uma ideia ou uma coisa (ex.: a empatia entre os voluntários e a população local era evidente; assistimos à perfeita empatia entre piano e violino). in Dicionário Priberam da Língua Portuguesa Esta semana, a Associação … Continue reading O Pai
There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in. Leonard Cohen, Anthem There is tremendous power in joy. It recharges you. It can be used as a shield against big, bad, scary creatures that threaten you with darkness. Better yet, it can be stored for subsequent use when these gloomy creatures … Continue reading Make Good Art
[For the previous chapters, check the Lady of the Sea's main page] What a useless little vermin, thought Isola to herself. That is the problem with the overly ambitious and under-intelligent: they act hastily and on impulse. 'Planning' is too big a word to fit in their tiny little skulls. Not that Peafowl knew any … Continue reading ‘Lady of the Sea’ – Jonah
[Book review may contain spoilers] A few lifetimes ago I used to study and practice certain rites at the fringe of reality. Mostly, the focus would be on the history of arcane knowledge and beliefs throughout the various periods of mankind but, more often than not, I'd plunge into them myself. I have long since … Continue reading Maiden, Mother & Crone: Neil Gaiman’s Ocean
My first real attempts at drawing only started a little after I turned 30. Just like with photography (and those teenage oh-so-deep-and-observant writing drafts), my absolute favourite theme has always been people. Even during the age of analogue film photography, when a film roll of 36 photos would last you a year, my friends would often … Continue reading Back to basics
No one has the right to spend their life without being offended. Nobody has to read this book. Nobody has to pick it up. Nobody has to open it. And if you open it and read it, you don’t have to like it. And if you read it and you dislike it, you don’t have … Continue reading Isidora & Censorship
Being stuck at home with a broken foot is as good an excuse as any to catch up on some movie watching and I couldn't resist the recent Florence Foster Jenkins, with the acting genius that is Meryl Streep, about the socialite, erm, singer. Known worldwide for her terrible, dissonant singing, lady Florence was an enthusiast of … Continue reading Brave Delusions
[Disclaimer: the following post is spoiler free.] This is the age of nostalgia. I don't just say it because I'm no longer in my tweens and, like so many other thirty-somethings decades before me, think that the times and culture of my youth were a thousand times better than what they are now - that is … Continue reading Back to the 80s
[For the previous chapters, check the Lady of the Sea's main page] It had an unusual shape, almost resembling a perfect circle - one that had been half-bitten off. When the tide was high, it looked like the letter C. When it was low, as it was now, it had a lovely, spacious beach. A … Continue reading ‘Lady of the Sea’ – The Island
Woke up to a could-be-worse movie about her and Hemingway this morning - sadly, it is also the most common result when you run a search for the lady on YouTube. The great Martha Gellhorn is high on my list of Women I Want to be Like When I Grow Up. With a tremendous amount … Continue reading The Other Martha
[For the previous chapters, check the Lady of the Sea's main page] All the ship's crew was up and gathered around the rear. They were chattering and pointing excitedly, as if they couldn't believe their eyes. Azov walked towards them, looking very annoyed. This was no attack, or else they would all be in their … Continue reading ‘Lady of the Sea’ – The Messenger
After having been dragged down to the Queen's dungeons, Peafowl was thrown into an empty cell by two brutes with no obvious respect for nobility. The place was dark and damp and the air smelled of something Peafowl couldn't quite name but that he was sure someone somewhere used as a potent fertilizer. "Here you … Continue reading ‘Lady of the Sea’ – The Cell
I've always had a soft spot for the stern. They have the discipline I lack, they're objective where I'm soppy - and they may not smile much, but will always tell it like it is. My favourite teachers at school and university were the ones that, even though I dreaded their grading pen, always made … Continue reading What would Granny Weatherwax do?
It's the goblins again! The plan: go to one of The Holy Bible shows in 2015. The venture: never-ending setbacks from day one. Getting the tickets back in December of last year was a nightmare, from visa cards failing, to money transfers and login issues - all to the sound of the ticking clock you … Continue reading it’s the manic goblins!
Tony Cokayne lived up to his name. (It ran in the family He wasn't to blame.) Where there was demand, he’d supply Except for wise ass kids Wanting to get high On any shit they could buy. Tony Cokayne felt no shame. He wasn't one to hide (Only, maybe, from time to time When the … Continue reading Tony Cokayne: an introduction
Most of the pirates were unable to sleep that night. Some of them had heard this old tale before, when they were young boys, but only bits and pieces and never while sailing high at sea on a full moon night. How did the baby survive when she showed no signs of being alive and … Continue reading ‘Lady of the Sea’ – Prelude
it was someone else's book (one still on the shelf) and all its shades of blue poured in at twelve there were waves along the sideway our underwater promenade a bit like Moses a bit like swimming all while asleep under the linen.
It is always Us vs. Them. The Others are different so They must be feared. What was that? You don't fear Them? We'll take care of that for you. Repeat after us: Threat. Violence. Terror. Evil. Infidels. Degenerates. One more time. Repeat this everyday - it's for your own safety. And don't worry: we'll remind you. … Continue reading Us & Them