ERosanne: European Tour

Friday, 28 January 2011

European Tour

This is just a quick note for those who follow my blog.

I have had a busy start to 2011 and have had several shoots, all of which have been great fun! I'm afraid I have no new photos to share at the moment, because I haven't received them back yet, but I will be sure to keep this blog up to date as and when I receive new images.

Meanwhile, in my other life as a singer, there have also been exciting developments (ironic really, as I had resigned myself to taking some time off show-business to focus on my modelling). I have been offered a lead role, touring Europe, and I leave to fly to Germany in the morning! This is a fantastic opportunity, too good for me to pass up. The first leg of the tour lasts until the end of March, and I'm not entirely sure of my schedule after that. I don't plan on giving up modelling, not by any means! But I will obviously be unavailable in the UK for at least a couple of months, and will update as soon as I know more about my plans after that.

I will mostly be touring Germany, Switzerland, Austria and Italy (other countries are also a possibility, but unconfirmed as yet). I would love to fit in some modelling whilst I am on tour, so if you happen to be a photographer in any of the countries mentioned reading this, please get in touch and I will let you know my tour schedule.

Many thanks for the support of those who read this and keep in touch. Apologies to those who had made enquiries over the next couple of months. Welcome to my world! I will keep in touch, and hope that we can arrange something later in the year.

2 comments:

Mac Photo (Mark)28 January 2011 at 18:38
Ever planning to come to the States? :)
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ERosanne4 February 2011 at 07:04
Not at the moment, I'm afraid!
It's also very difficult to get permission to work in the US.
I do have friends in the States, and have (at various times in my life) lived in New York and Colorado, so if I ever visit in future, I'll shout!
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Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird - Wallace Stevens

Among twenty snowy mountains,
The only moving thing
Was the eye of the blackbird.

II
I was of three minds,
Like a tree
In which there are three blackbirds.

III
The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds.
It was a small part of the pantomime.

IV
A man and a woman
Are one.
A man and a woman and a blackbird
Are one.

V
I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendoes,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after.

VI
Icicles filled the long window
With barbaric glass.
The shadow of the blackbird
Crossed it, to and fro.
The mood
Traced in the shadow
An indecipherable cause.

VII
O thin men of Haddam,
Why do you imagine golden birds?
Do you not see how the blackbird
Walks around the feet
Of the women about you?

VIII
I know noble accents
And lucid, inescapable rhythms;
But I know, too,
That the blackbird is involved
In what I know.

IX
When the blackbird flew out of sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.

X
At the sight of blackbirds
Flying in a green light,
Even the bawds of euphony
Would cry out sharply.

XI
He rode over Connecticut
In a glass coach.
Once, a fear pierced him,
In that he mistook
The shadow of his equipage
For blackbirds.

XII
The river is moving.
The blackbird must be flying.

XIII
It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
The blackbird sat
In the cedar-limbs.

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Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Mailbox - ERosanne

Blue, like the skies beyond,

merging into a
new mailbox.

Vacant space,
a mailbox stands alone
on barren land.

Darkest night,
a moonbeam reflects
from the mailbox.

A boat,
faring turbulent seas
to distant mailboxes.

A broken heart,
delivered to
an empty mailbox.

Flowers grow,
life springs from
an open mailbox.

But flowers die
and crumble from
a closed mailbox.

The road
is clearly visible
from a prison mailbox.

A river of dreams,
cascading from
a leaking mailbox.

Cobwebs creep,
demon swarming
over a peeling mailbox.

Sun sets behind
the silhouette
of a leaning mailbox.

Lightning strikes,
rain drips from
a broken mailbox.

A creature stirs,
a child is kicking
an old, old mailbox.

By ERosanne

(Written when living in the USA for a poetry project based on your favourite poem.
Wallace Stevens' poem "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird" contains thirteen haiku like verses, this poem follows the same format.)

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If you had lived...

They say that some things are just not meant to be,
But nevertheless, you were special to me.
'You' were my hopes, and my future plans,
I imagined my world in your tiny hands.

In my thoughts, I had held you,
Pictured who you might be,
And I felt that I knew you,
Though you never knew me.

For weeks, you provided my secret smile,
And I'm proud that I carried you 'round, for a while.
I'd like to believe you are safe, up above,
But if you had lived - you would have been loved.

ERosanne.
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