ERosanne: Lure of the Spotlight!

Monday 14 March 2011

Lure of the Spotlight!

If you follow my blog, you will be pleased to hear that I made it safely to Europe without diverting any planes this time around!

I'm enjoying the remainder of the European tour, and have loved performing in some amazing venues, including (my favourites) Salzburg Arena (no less) and Graz. I've travelled through Germany and Austria, and am now in Italy. I had never been to Austria before, and it is absolutely stunning! I have fallen a bit in love with the country, and would very much like to visit again (Austrian photographers, are you taking the hint?). The scenery is just beautiful, and there are some gorgeous little towns with lots of fantastic shops and taverns I wish I had more time to explore. The danger of intensive touring is that sometimes I see little more of each city than the inside of a hotel room, and the backstage area (and the view out of a van window), but I do make the effort to get out and see more of the city whenever time allows, and I like to take my camera out with me and do a little photography of my own. Germany and Italy also have their charm (I have visited various places in Italy many times, and Germany a few years ago) and I do love travelling - I don't think the wanderlust will ever leave me. I feel very privileged to have a career that allows me to travel, and I hope my work (whether singing or modelling) allows me to keep on visiting new places for many years to come.

(One of my photos of Austria).

I will be back from this tour on 27th March and will be available for modelling work work once again. I recently received these images back from a fairly recent shoot with Chris Holmes of www.scenicphoto.co.uk. They were shot in my small flat in St Albans, which is not really an appropriate location for photo shoots. However, we made the most of the limited space and light for a quick shoot using a small portable light (I'm afraid I don't know the technical photography term for this form of lighting, but it was not the usual portable studio flash). These images remind me rather of a spotlight effect - which seemed rather appropriate, as I am once again performing on stage (another case of my worlds colliding).

Modelling images by and copyright of Chris Holmes.

Lanscape image by and copyright of ERosanne.

1 comment:

Ella Rose14 March 2011 at 15:08
Wow, love the first image (hair looks great!) & nice shot of Austria too! Glad it's going well.
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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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