All images © Barbara Scheide 2004


 

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The depiction of loss is an enduring, although often uncomfortable, image within all cultures and across recorded time.
Images and stories of loss can be found in ancient mythologies, religious scrolls, European fables, native lore, contemporary psychological archetypes,
as well as throughout the range of artistic imagery produced by virtually every society.
To truly know loss is to understand the vulnerability of the human experience.
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I am afraid to own a body - I am afraid to own a soul.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 



I have gone ahead despite the pounding in the heart that says turn back.

Erica Jong

 

 

 

 

 

 


A Hurry, with a Lingering, Mixed.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 


I find my feet have fiurther goals.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 


How can you hesitate? Risk! Risk everything!

Katherine Mansfield

 

 

 

 

 

 

I almost touched, I could have reached.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 


Just lost, when I was saved!...Just felt the world go by.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 


That odd fork in being's road.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 


My foot is on the tide.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 


The best way out is always through.

Robert Frost

 

 

 

 

 

 


We are the stuff as dreams are made on,
and our little life is rounded by a sleep.

William Shakespeare

 

 

 

 

 

 


Ourself behind Ourself concealed.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yes, I said, yes, I will, Yes.

James Joyce

 

 

 

 

 

 


I felt my life with both hands, to see if it was there.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 


He put the Belt around my life - I heard the buckle snap.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 

What if I say I shall not wait?

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 

On this long storm, the Rainbow rose.

Emily Dickenson

 

 

 

 

 

 


We play at paste 'til qualified for pearl.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 


The face I carry with me last, when I go out of time.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


The soul achieves - Herself.

Emily Dickinson

 

 

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