Birthdays come and go even when we are gone…but not forgotten.
Happy Birthday to the Wit of the Staircase
Visit my page Folie A Deux or my Theresa Duncan category for her fascinating and sad story…
Image:
©Wilbur King III
Birthdays come and go even when we are gone…but not forgotten.
Happy Birthday to the Wit of the Staircase
Visit my page Folie A Deux or my Theresa Duncan category for her fascinating and sad story…
Image:
©Wilbur King III
Another birthday passes for our lost friend Theresa Duncan… I’ve been told she always loved this time of year and actually celebrated her birthday on Halloween when she was alive. We at The Wit Continuum remember this inspiring muse…
Here an excerpt of The Drunken Boat by Arthur Rimbaud, which Theresa once read in a recording with Wilbur King III.
But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking.
Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter:
Sharp love has swollen me up with heady langours.
O let my keel split! O let me sink to the bottom!
If there is one water in Europe I want, it is the
Black cold pool where into the scented twilight
A child squatting full of sadness, launches
A boat as fragile as a butterfly in May.
I can no more, bathed in your langours, O waves,
Sail in the wake of the carriers of cottons,
Nor undergo the pride of the flags and pennants,
Nor pull past the horrible eyes of the hulks.
A link to this artist named Theresa Duncan was sent to me today.
Something like Winter
by Theresa Duncan
More on this artist and her portfolio at Saatchi Online art community.
© Images of Theresa Duncan by Wilbur King III, September 1990 are copyright registered.
These beautiful photographs of Theresa were taken by Wilbur King one day in September, 1990, on the rooftop of the Hotel Washington. Afterward, they attended a Sam Fuller movie at the Kennedy Center.
Theresa loved to talk at length about French literature, and a little known fact to pass along is that she always celebrated her birthday on Halloween. I love that….
The first photo is my favorite, but all are so poignant, and mesmerizing. Theresa’s eyes in the last picture hold a quality I cannot put my finger on….It is quite soul-reaching for me…
I would like to extend a special, heart-felt thanks to Wilbur King III for exclusive permission to use these images and the story provided.
In memory of Theresa….
It’s hard to believe it’s been so many years that you’re gone…
Happy Birthday, where ever you are….
Link to a spooky post from Theresa’s blog