THE Wooden Horse (detail)

"Quick, give me some horsehair."

She scoured the key,

but it would not stop bleeding.

Drop after drop

of pure red blood

issued from the tiny key.

From 'Bluebeard' 

-Women Who Run With the Wolves

by Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Photo & Installation by Sandra Saldanha

The Wardrobe ( detail ) by Sandra Saldanha

"How cold I grew", (says Dante) how faint with fearfulness

Ask me not, Reader; I shall not waste breath

Telling what words are powerless to express;

This was not life , and yet it was not death;

                                                      (Ibid., lines 22-25)

From  Dante's The Divine Comedy - Hell

Photo & Installation by Sandra Saldanha

The Wardrobe ( detail ) by Sandra Saldanha

Afterlife

"Like oranges we roll right off the table.
I am lost like a goldfish stuck in sky.
No news of you, but I cry out
and you appear, carrying a photograph


of life tormented trees - how glad we are
to see our old stiff selves released
sucked down, and melting at the seams.
We'll make the mistakes we wished we'd made.


They say the soul might have some choice -
I could for instance be a taste or smell, 
something sharp curled on the tongue.
You and I as leopard breath or song.


From ' Split World'

Poems 1990 - 2005

by Moniza Alvi


Photo e Installation by Sandra Saldanha

The Locket (details) by Sandra Saldanha

"... in those abyss places that are preverbal and primal,

 where psyche and body meet on the borderline,

 where all is timeless and spaceless

 and the patterns of the magical level of consciousness hold."

Text by Sylvia Brinton Perera

 3D Mixed Media Installation by Sandra Saldanha