Transmogrification, Other

This week’s Daily Post Photo Challenge:

Transmogrify means: to transform, change, morph

Posts from other bloggers:

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Quote of the Day: Everlark

  • So you might as well find a way to be at home in your own skin because, for better or worse, you’ll be living in it for a while.

Transmogrify 3: Picasso, Prada, Botero

To transmogrify is to “change in appearance or form, especially strangely or grotesquely; transform.” (Michelle W., The Daily Post)

Self has three different examples of transmogrification: sculpture by Pablo Picasso and Fernando Botero, and shoes by Prada.

From the Picasso sculpture exhibit last year at the NY MOMA: A harlequin.

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For something a little different:  A (really on fleek!) pair of shoes, seen in the Prada store in Venice, November 2015

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Final picture: A Fernando Botero sculpture can be glimpsed through an open door. Botero’s sculptures were on exhibit in Palo, Italy, November 2015.

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Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

5 a.m.: The Return of the Helpless Screechers

These girls next door never quit!

The laughter comes in waves. The current laughing cycle began at 5:50 a.m. or thereabouts.

Self peers out her apartment window, sees one lighted window in the building next door, and it’s on the side facing hers. She wouldn’t mind so much if, Friday night, the same laugh/screech/laugh cycle hadn’t occurred until the wee hours.

Honestly, there is no room for meaningful discourse in this dialogue. Because there is just one uproarious laugh after another.

See that yellow spot on the carpet? (SCREECHING LAUGHTER)

See what time it is? (SCREECHING LAUGHTER)

Know what my name is? (SCREECHING LAUGHTER)

At first self thought, they’re young and giddy because they’re so excited about being in San Francisco! San Francisco is the Golden Gate, the Dragon’s Gate, the Ferry Building, Golden Gate Park etc. And we’re young! And WE’RE HERE! AND WE’RE SO COOL!

Self is gratified to know that somewhere in the building next door, there are girlfriends who know how to be girlfriends. How to simply LAUGH. It must be such a joyous feeling to have laugh fest with your roommates, at 5:58. To know that, at the drop of a hat, at any hour of the day or night, you will have hilarious interaction with your roomies.

(Self recognizes your individual laughs, girls! She knows the one that goes: gasp/hiccup/HA!/gasp/hiccup; as well as the one that goes HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE!)

If self were the mother of teenage daughters, would she have to endure this type of giggly on a daily basis?

BTW, self read somewhere that “giggle” should never be used, in any form of writing. Never. Because, according to advise dispenser, no one but no one giggles.

Self will now hunt for that writing website, so she can tell the author of the article that she lives next door to girls who really know how to giggle. Non-stop. Now, that level of giggle takes commitment.

Stay tuned.

#ThisIsWicked

Self thinks her most important current relationship is with her beta.

That is, she sort of thinks she’s found a beta, though the beta has four other WIPs of her own to get through, not to mention she has a very young kid at home. Not to mention she’s writing two Halloween-related drabbles. Not to mention she’s writing a sequel to the sexiest Vampire Peeta fan fic of all time!

Self just found out her beta lives in a completely different time zone: she’s three hours ahead of self.

It’s really useful to have a beta, because a beta is the best sounding board. The best.

When you’re writing fan fic, your story becomes 10x better if you have a beta.

When her beta doesn’t answer self’s messages, she feels bereft.

Which leads self to:

Last night, some young women in the apartment across the way were screeching and laughing raucously. Self had to wonder how girls could have that much fun, just talking. Then, at around 2 a.m., she heard something heavy land against a window. Probably thrown from an adjacent building. Nothing broke, but suddenly all sound stopped, just like that. And didn’t resume. Well, that was very efficient.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

TRANSMOGRIFY 2: Daily Post Photo Challenge, 29 October 2016

TRANSMOGRIFY: Transform, morph, change

Two pictures resulted from shooting from a moving taxi.

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Night, San Francisco: The City Transmogrified

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Freeway On-Ramp Transmogrified

Replaced the picture from The Last Bookstore in L.A. because self wanted a little more transmogrification. She had to go all the way back, to her time in New York a year ago: the exhibit on Picasso’s sculpture at the New York Museum of Modern Art:

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Picasso: profile of woman, New York Museum of Modern Art, Fall 2015

Stay tuned.

Transmogrify: Daily Post Photo Challenge, 28 October 2016

Transmogrify:  It means “to change in appearance or form, especially strangely or grotesquely; it means to tranform.”

— Michelle W., The Daily Post

And, you know, Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass are full of these transmogrifications. The iconic illustrations were by Sir John Tenniel.

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Alice in Wonderland: The Queen orders the playing cards to paint the roses red.

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Still Alice in Wonderland: Roses With Faces

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The Mock Turtle and the Gryphon share a couple of sad stories with Alice.

In most Lewis Carroll, reality is a slippery slope. Things are always transmogrifying.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Most Amazing

The London Review Bookshop has a film club. Once a month, they show a film, and bring in the director for Q & A. When self was there, earlier this year, she caught a showing of Sally Potter’s Yes.

The entire film is told in iambic pentameter. Self gets goosebumps just remembering. She asked Sally Potter at the reception: “Is the screenplay available?” When Sally said yes, self wanted to do cartwheels. As soon as she could, she ordered a copy of the screenplay.

The heart of the movie is a woman played by a luminous Joan Allen. She visits a dying aunt in Belfast. The SHE in the excerpt below is Joan Allen’s character. The setting is a hospital:

Aunt:

You’re late again. Don’t worry. Never mind.
I know you’re busy. It’s the kind
Of life you lead. But then you chose it, so
I guess you want it. Always to and fro,
You never stop.

SHE tiptoes into the ward and stands looking down at her aunt who lies immobile, her eyes closed, in the bed.

Aunt (cont’d):

Unlike myself. I’m here
To stay. For just how long, who knows. I fear
It could be ages. It creeps up on you,
This funny business. First a creak or two,
Your knees, perhaps, and — bingo! — then you’re old
And in a bed.

SHE kisses her aunt’s forehead gently, pulls up a chair and sits down by the bed.

She (whispering):

Oh, auntie . . .

When you’re watching the film, you’re aware of the rhyme, but instead of distracting you, it helps you concentrate. Amaaaaazing.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Quote of the Day: Kate Walbert

“Alexandra said that I had inherited Mum’s will, not to mention her temper, and that this could either float me in good stead or kill me. I think I’ll float.”

A Short History of Women, by Kate Walbert

ATTN: Arya/Gendry Shippers!

Self has been all GOT, ever since Season 2, which she caught in a hotel in Bacolod years ago.

The last two years she’s been traveling a lot, but she makes it a point to get caught up when she lands in a place with a TV.

Which is just a roundabout way of saying: she’s all caught up.

Amazing! Awesome!

She used to ship Brienne/Jaime like crazy, but the fan fiction for this pair hasn’t been great.

Because she ships Everlark, she follows Everlark fan fiction writers on tumblr, and that’s led her to a new favorite: Stranger Things.

Today, one of the tumblrs she follows revealed that Joe Dempsie, who plays Gendry, was just sighted on a Game of Thrones set.

!!!!##@@!!!

She hasn’t seen Gendry in sooo long! She thinks it was the scene where Ser Davos and he were sitting in a boat and Ser Davos asked him, Do you know how to swim? And Gendry said no, so Ser Davos said, with his usual deadpan sarcasm: “Don’t fall out.”

Self used to ship Aray/Gendry like mad.

Poor Arya lately has become rather — strange. Self hates it whenever she goes into one of her trance-like states.

But if Gendry is back on Game of Thrones, maybe there’s still hope for an Arya/Gendry pairing. Self certainly hopes so. Because it would be too sad to imagine Arya ending up alone, after all she’s been through.

Stay tuned.

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