Oct 25, 2018
Another lush visual delight from Brooklyn poet, Pauline Findlay. She weaves powerful narratives with lush language over her beautiful city. There’s no-one else like her...
https://paulinebfindlay.tumblr.com/
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Argentina
seen from Malaysia
seen from Colombia
seen from Russia
seen from Malaysia
seen from Australia
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from United States
Another lush visual delight from Brooklyn poet, Pauline Findlay. She weaves powerful narratives with lush language over her beautiful city. There’s no-one else like her...
https://paulinebfindlay.tumblr.com/
“Wednesday”
There’s no-one quite like Pauline Findlay. She builds worlds with her poetry, and produces vivid, inimitable short films to bring her characters to life - with beautiful Brooklyn as her backdrop. She is the Ringmaster! Come join her sideshow.
https://paulinebfindlay.tumblr.com/
“Wednesday”
Who is the Ringmaster?
The Ringmaster has dual roles. She knows all the characters, well. The characters don’t know her, they can’t see her, and they don’t realize that she tells the world to witness their virtual stories displayed through film - the madness, sadness, horror, hypocrites, or follies beyond the curtain.
The Ringmaster has no sorrow. Her only purpose is to tell the story. She will help guide you down any road you choose to go. There are no losses for her. But, BE CAREFUL, your story may be on display. The Ringmaster is only moved in her soul by God and ill-treated children.
Or is she?
It’s always a show.
Or is it?
She leaves you to make up your own mind.
Will you stand in the way of judgment, or will you join our levels of dysfunction? Is it dysfunction, or is it that you the viewer are dysfunctional? Who has the right to say?
So, welcome to our show! You decide.
Who is the Ringmaster?
And
who
are
you?
“Men of the Holy Order”
Mythical, picturesque, disillusioned dreams of America. My back on which you mounted, stroking me with judicial, melodramatic, balladry of hypocrisy.
Excerpt from “Love Letter”
Mirror Images, Pauline Findlay
We are the products of your fortunes, industries, and infrastructures. Your sketchy foundations are cracking the walls of your magnificent towers. You can eradicate this problem by not asking us to leave, but band together to repair a broken nation by crying redemption for all races. Allow freedom to ring... Allow freedom to ring...
Excerpt from “Love Letter”
Mirror Images, Pauline Findlay
The pinnacle of excitement causes me to yield forward gusting and gushing like a forceful wind that is fleeting. God calls my name, but snakes defile lusty landfills. I am the nothingness of the day. He weeps, and I feel the sting of His tears on my forehead like holy water scaring vampires.
Excerpt from “Soulless”
Mirror Images, Pauline Findlay