Tag Archives: cindy sherman

Homesick

Posted on June 25, 2019 by John Biscello

It had been a night to forget, many were. She blamed the moon, because it was there, a mocking bauble belonging to someone else’s idea of munificent and festive. The scraping at the back of her brain would stop any … Continue reading →

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Cindy and Cindy

Posted on June 25, 2019 by John Biscello

Rapt fascination– when the enigmatic meets the readily apparent in an effort to fashion and sustain identity from the lore of diminishing returns.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Watchful

Posted on June 25, 2019 by John Biscello

Sometimes it goes without saying– a woman’s loss teased into vertical symmetry as memory assails from a lighted distance.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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What Did I Miss?

Posted on June 24, 2019 by John Biscello

Fall in the city. A building offers the glyphic runes of a tectonic language in relief that goes unnoticed by the woman who has just seen her lover listening to another woman closely.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Lighting Scheme

Posted on June 24, 2019 by John Biscello

Illuminated, but with razors, the shadow found a face to give its cinematic debut a twist on types fitted to escape plans in small, forgotten rooms.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Fall in the City

Posted on June 24, 2019 by John Biscello

There were too many pieces to the puzzle, too many keen faults in the symmetry. She locked eyes with the darkened window of the building across the street, and when vertigo took the elevator down to meet her where she … Continue reading →

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Film Still

Posted on March 8, 2018 by John Biscello

She, the heroine, in the still of her own life– Christ, how far to go?   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Road

Posted on March 8, 2018 by John Biscello

Waiting, still, waiting, the unbearable lightness of life between homes.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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