from sylvia plath…

 

 

Mirror

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful-
The eye of the little god, four cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.
Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.

– Sylvia Plath

Jay DeFeo  Untitled  1973, gelatin silver print, 8 x 5 inches.   May not be reproduced in any form without permission of The Jay DeFeo Foundation. © 2017 The Jay DeFeo Foundation/Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York.

 

 

our exhibition, mirror mirror, opens saturday, july 8 and runs through saturday, august 12.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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