Tuesday, April 01, 2008 @ 3:15 AM
family portraits
An oval framefor the ovals of face and ears.Smooth puff of hairswept from the calm forehead.
Full gathers of blousespreading from the yoke.The nose curls firmly, the strong chin is cleft.
Lips full, mouth slightly open,white teeth rest on the lower lipHer gaze isdirec, her brows level,yet the eyes betray an asymmetrywhich the high lace collar, the gold watch on its light chaincannot contain. It is a child's face,plump, sensuous, awaiting experience;naked over the soft fabric,a brooch pinned through her throat.She was a servanin a big house, running up and downstairs,hoping for letters from her distant family,scribbling verses in an exercise book,writing to her father in doggerel rhymes,jotting down songs from music halls,sketching her own rough drawingsat the ends of the watercolour booksher employers' children threw away.Soon the would come, the sailor lover, and take her to the strange countriesat which she looks in wonder.They are alone here ,three of them smiling in black and white.No-one is smiling.The children huddle inon either side, strained and doubtful.Their hair is longerbut hers has lost its fulness.It is darker, firmer, moulded to the head.She wears a heavy overdresswith narrow skirt and frog fastening.On the edge of the chairshe perches uncomfortably feet awkwardly cramped.Still in the sombre facethe deep-set eyes hold their different angles;one that looks directly at you,the other gazing through you far awayto some quite different world.Their mourning figures encode grief.Whose death are we looking at?She stares into the nineteen-twentiesholding those nervous daughters to her sde.I feel my mother's tentative arm around me, her left hand grasping mine.chim lehh?hahahone my my sis the lit book.walao the chin poems inside are soooo meaningful and lovable lahahai LOVE POETRY :Dnvm. rather sad today. okok la.i m hating myself that i am a perfectionist?coz i m like colouring my art the backgroundand like i shouldnt have coloured coz ugly?if nev colour is nicer??then i was damn sad and demoralisedD:i just really want things to be as perfect as possible.is it wrong?gosh i wanna go round the world.my wish since ermmmpri TWO is to go round the world.every little street, alley, town.... must have my footprints i m serious.i wanti must 'scrutinise' the entire earth.though u might think i am mad, when there is a will, there is a way :Dhope it is true!
