Thursday, December 19, 2013

Lionel Lindsay (1874-1961)

Jules Verne

"I believe cats to be spirits come to earth. A cat, I am sure, could walk on a cloud without coming through."

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Friday, November 29, 2013

Friday, November 15, 2013

Friday, October 18, 2013

Monday, September 23, 2013

The boys and the cat

Photographer unknown | Thanks to Little G.

Friday, September 6, 2013

Sylvia Plath | Ella Mason And Her Eleven Cats

Old Ella Mason keeps cats, eleven at last count,
In her ramshackle house off Somerset Terrace;
People make queries
On seeing our neighbor's cat-haunt,
Saying: ‘Something's addled in a woman who accommodates
That many cats.’

Rum and red-faced as a water-melon, her voice
Long gone to wheeze and seed, Ella Mason
For no good reason
Plays hostess to Tabby, Tom and increase,
With cream and chicken-gut feasting the palates
Of finical cats.

Village stories go that in olden days
Ella flounced about, minx-thin and haughty,
A fashionable beauty,
Slaying the dandies with her emerald eyes;
Now, run to fat, she's a spinster whose door shuts
On all but cats.

Once we children sneaked over to spy Miss Mason
Napping in her kitchen paved with saucers.
On antimacassars
Table-top, cupboard shelf, cats lounged brazen,
One gruff-timbred purr rolling from furred throats:
Such stentorian cats!

With poke and giggle, ready to skedaddle,
We peered agog through the cobwebbed door
Straight into yellow glare
Of guardian cats crouched round their idol,
While Ella drowsed whiskered with sleek face, sly wits:
Sphinx-queen of cats.

‘Look! there she goes, Cat-Lady Mason!’
We snickered as she shambled down Somerset Terrace
To market for her dearies,
More mammoth and blowsy with every season;
‘Miss Ella's got loony from keeping in cahoots
With eleven cats.’

But now turned kinder with time, we mark Miss Mason
Blinking green-eyed and solitary
At girls who marry—
Demure ones, lithe ones, needing no lesson
That vain jades sulk single down bridal nights,
Accurst as wild-cats.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Monday, July 22, 2013

Maya Deren with black cat.

Portrait of Maya Deren with black cat, entitled 'Voodoo Authority' Published in New York Times reporter Gay Talese’s “New York, A Serendipiter’s Journey”, 1961.

Monday, June 17, 2013

Friday, June 7, 2013

Monday, May 27, 2013

© Yuichi Hibi | Neco

“It seems to me that cats never like to depend on anything. When they are tired, they sleep. When they want to eat, they cry. And when they want to have sex, they just do it… In Japan, we say, ‘Before cats die, they disappear from their owner.’ Cats are very hidden, mysterious, and proud. I often feel they know how to make me take pictures of them, and they reveal what’s inside.”