The Padded Pool

Francesca Woodman, Untitled, Boulder, Colorado, 1972-1975

 

The Padded Pool


Birthed from merciful brine
and a primal language of silence.
Deprivation soon realized as enduring loss,
the warmth of weighted water gave freely
as a harbor for emotions: sad and very sad.

 

“…she didn’t do a lot more for you than give birth to you. In case you’re wondering, we—the family—were always aware of this, but there wasn’t much we could do…”
— Anon


Two Feet – “I Feel Like I’m Drowning

 

Copyright © 2018 Mia Pharaoh. All rights reserved.

 

40 thoughts on “The Padded Pool

    1. Doc JGC, I’m so glad you think, “less is more”, does that ever ring true?! I love the complicated simplicity and double meanings, in the lyric. Thank you, wishing you a terrific start to your week. ~ PM

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  1. Enchanting, darkly deep… I loved it all, your words in combination with the song, and the FW-image.
    Thank you for enriching my realm, dear Mia.
    ❤ Elisa

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    1. Hey David! Indeed, I am Swan of the Lake (although Francesca was Swan No. 1), on a cracked and dry lake bed very much waiting for the dam to break. Your comments are always the best, and bring a smile along with a chuckle, thank you! Wishing you a great week. ~ Mia

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  2. Excellent, Mia. Some of us are nurtured, some of us ignored and some of us are resented. The Woodman photo is the perfect accompaniment. I hope the week is off to a good start regardless of the mood of the poem, my friend! 💗

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    1. Hi Meg, thank you. I agree with nurtured, ignored and resented, I wonder what Betty would say about that? I know she couldn’t live with anyone who wasn’t making art, oh god what a creep she was. I’m starting to believe any one of Francesca’s photos could and can produce a narrative. Likewise, I hope your week is off to a good start. Thank you again, my friend. 💖

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      1. You are right about Betty. Grrr. And Francesca’s photography, too. They are —to use a cliche but accurately— the picture saying a thousand words. It would be an interesting challenge to take some of her work and craft a story around the images. Have a great Tuesday, Mia! 💗

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    1. Eric, I hope you had a wonderful time swimming with your grandchildren. I think it’s terrific when music brings back memories, I’m glad the song was able to do that. Please enjoy the rest of your week, and thank you for your comment. ~ Mia

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    1. Hi Andrew, I want to ask, do you prefer Drew? Thank you for your comment and the welcome back, delighted you liked the music. Not back-back, probably more so scattered here and there, and definitely more there than here right now. Likewise, wishing you a beautiful week. ~ Mia

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    1. Dear Chris, thank you. I don’t believe Francesca ever produced an image that didn’t move the viewer in some way. I think her work is brilliant and she’s always my go to for inspiration. Wishing you well, please enjoy your week. ~ Mia

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  3. I’m always happy to see a post from you in my reader. This is very well put together. Amazing photo, fine work on the poem and that quote is so matter of fact.

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    1. Hi Greg! I think I was hit with some of these ideas immediately when I misread what I thought was a “padded pool”, haha. For me it’s a challenge to build a post around an idea and see where it takes me, ain’t no sunshine here, laughing. Thank you so much for your comment and encouragement with the title and the song. I hope you and your gang had a great weekend and the new week has gotten off to a good start. ~ Mia

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  4. Mia, there or here, doesn’t matter much, it’s all somewhere… I enjoyed your poem, it had me thinking about how fragile creatives are. Doing what writers, musicians, and other creative artists do takes a great deal of confidence. For some, it can be tough. Unfortunately, too much for too many. Be well. -Chris

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  5. A compelling presentation Mia. The photo perfectly reflected her mind, so young to be in darkness. To me your poem describes a choice-less event that for so many becomes the beginning of a loveless life. Stay cool this sizzling summer Mia *hugs*

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