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Dear friends,

Thank you all for your support!

I hope to see you again in the next year!

Dance , Music, Art and Poetry 

has inspired me to write and create mixed media works,

, but above all they helped me to look closer within my landscape and appreciate the gifts of life

that are around me.

Now half way through my own journey,

 I start to understand what really matters during my passage in this world .

I am specially thankful for the love of my family and friends.

I would like to wish you all Happy Holidays

and a Very Creative, Prosperous, Loving New Year!

Photo and Text by Sandra Saldanha

Joseph Campbell's on Heros

"The hero . . . discovers and assimilates his opposite (his own unsuspected self) either by swallowing it or by being swallowed. One by one the resistances are broken. He must put aside his pride, his virtue, beauty and life, and bow or submit to the absolutely intolerable. Then he finds he and his opposite are not of differing species, but one flesh."

Text by Joseph Campbell

The Pram ( details ) by Sandra Saldanha

" Ten or fifteen gallons of blood are thrown out of the heart at a stroke, with immense velocity."

John Hunter's account of the dissection of a Whale. ( A small sized one.)

From Moby Dick or The Whale by Herman Melville, Extracts xxxi

Photo and Intallation The Pram ( detail ) by Sandra Saldanha

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