Las buenas chicas no leen novelas/Francesca Serra/Ed. Península/2013
Cuando el personaje interpretado por Kate Winslet en la película Little Children (Todd Field, 2006) defiende que Madame Bovary es una novela feminista, lo hace apelando al “hambre por una alternativa” de la…
I found these photographs on my camera, which i had forgotten i had taken. I now remember they were taken in a beautiful, yet overgrown and badly kept victorian cemetery.
I remember finding it both beautifully poetic and moving yet disgusting at the same time. I mean how could a cemetery get in such a state without someone questioning it, people were buried there and surely they deserve the respect of being able to rest in peace (as they say).
But exactly the thing that makes this cemetery disgusting, makes it also beautifully poetic. It shows, i think, how even in death we are still dying and we are still under the control of another. Although in this cemeteries case the now deceased are not under control of the government or the expectations of society, they are under the control of the beautiful seemingly poetic force of nature.
“All those people all those lives. Where are they now? With the loves and hates, And passions just like mine, They were born, And then they lived and then they died. Seems so unfair, And I want to cry” - Cemetery Gates (The Smiths)