"I see Father wash himself.”
Part 2, Chapter 9, page 142
|"On Saturdays we took our bath."|
Part 2, Chapter 5 of Insectual
The Chalet (page 130)
|"Journey on a Lilipad, (c) 1990"|
|"Do I lead you up the Garden Path?"|
Part 2, Chapter 3 of Insectual
Do I lead you up the Garden Path (page 126)
The doctor is carrying many books. The titles are not visible, but might read like “Personal History”, “History of the Ancestors”, “The Relationship Trap”, “Buried Talents” and “Awakening in the 21st Century”.
The hill is steep. She is picking up the books that the doctor drops to the ground. The job is arduous, but she is the collector of information. The more she advances in therapy, the more inner knowledge she is gaining. In therapy, the mind is an archaeological site and if she persists she might find buried surprises: Pleasurable ones? Not so pleasurable ones?? She cannot allow herself to be afraid. Beauty, represented by the flowers, is surrounding her.
"Walk to school is long and tiring."
Part 2, Chapter 2 of Insectual
March to School, (page 123)
“Blah”, I thought, “skip it. There is nothing to say about this image.” But my mind did not agree. And off I went on a spiralling journey. What does this path remind me off? A ribbon, a river, intestines, a snake, a thread, an umbilical cord, a link between heaven and earth. The end of a note. I felt music stretch like this path through my nightly home.
"He has become redundant"
Part 2, chapter 1 of Insectual
Being a Doll
He lost his home, but an impression is left, see the empty space where his home was standing. She grabbed the home, put it into her lap, as if it was one of her babies. The house was hers now.
|''Perhaps I can distract him.''|
|Towards a better world. |
Mandala in the forest, 16 x 20" (41 x 51 cm) (c) Barbara Sala
Horse, rabbits, cat and lion
At the feet of Mother Earth.
Hermit at the riverbank
Shedding light on crystal ball
Dangling from an angel's hand.
Boat of fishermen,
Damaged by a fallen tree,
Now is carried by loving dolphin
Over the water.
Filled with flowers is this forest:
Happy days with health and kindness
Are the wishes for this year. (B. Sala)