Day: October 1, 2015

Editor’s Desk: October 2015

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October 1, 2015 Volume 3 / Number 10 Hello! October is here….Shadowbox is doing things different this time. First thing, film festivals. We’ve already had the Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF), now Shadowbox is scouring for more film festivals that may be coming this month. If you’re a die-hard horror fan, then some horror film festival will strike your fancy and there are plenty to choose from. Telluride Horror Show, Atlanta Horror Film Festival, and the Eerie Horror Film Festival & Expo to name a few… It’s been awhile since I posted anything about photography, but I did manage to find some pretty good photography exhibitions. For example, Who’s Afraid of Women Photographers, which will be held at the Musee d’Orsay in Paris. from October 14, 2015 till January 24, 2016. For those who may be visiting Paris around those dates, I will be posting information about the exhibition for this weekends art-scene. For this month’s @the Museum, we’re heading over Carnegie Museum of Art in Pittsburgh. That’s should be interesting. The Crimson Peak Fan …

Reflections: Fall Has Arrived

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October 1, 2015 Hey! Yes, it seems weird to have Reflections to begin this month. My apologies, but I wanted to give to my readers a poem about the fall season that will probably put a smile on your face….. Ode to the West Wind By Percy Bysshe Shelley (1820) I O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o’er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With living hues and odours plain and hill: Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh hear!   II Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky’s commotion, Loose clouds like earth’s decaying leaves are …