CHARACTERS DYING TO TELL THEIR TALES

Presenting three of my artful characters dying to speak: LISABETTA BUTI (the ‘Mona Lisa’ and Leonardo da Vinci’s kid sister), SANDRO BOTTICELLI (fifteenth-century master painter), and FINN CLEARY (a child victim onboard Titanic)

When the red leaves fall, the October sky darkens with rain and snow, and the frost on the pumpkin glows silver in the moonlight, banish the shadows that play on human fear. Relax into a haunting story from the borders of the afterlife where the ghosts are family, twists of fate transcend time, and love is more powerful than death.

I remain intent on listening to the ethereal echoes from objects in museums and voices of the long since departed, dying to tell their truth.

Have a safe Halloween. Especially the ‘black cats’ of every color out there – V Knox

Historical facts meet magical fiction in THREE GHOSTLY NOVELS by V KNOX:

‘LISABETTA’

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‘ADORATION – LOVING BOTTICELLI’

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‘THE UNTHINKABLE SHOES’

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DISAPP’EARRING TWICE – a work-in-progress by V KNOX

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IT’S FELIX TIME

WHAT BETTER WAY TO MEASURE TIME TRAVEL IS THERE THAN BY CONSULTING A MUSE WHO IS AN ANIMATED (read imbued with life) CLOCK

 

 

A muse is invisible – a voice in one’s head with more knowledge than one gives themselves credit for. In my present work-in-progress, ‘DISAPPEARRING TWICE’. Aurelia Marcus retires to an isolated island to live out her days before complying with an extraordinary pact made in high school.

When Aurelia was seventeen she was confronted by Jacobina, the dispirited spirit of the girl in Vermeer’s ‘Girl With A Pearl Earring’ masterpiece, after a slide projector in her art history class expelled the girl’s image into the world.

Jacobina wanted to be released from her imposed curse of immortality to reincarnate with her beloved. Aurelia, convinced she will eventually succumb to her family’s curse of dementia, agrees to avoid death altogether by melting into the painting as Jacobina ventures out.

When the girls were seventeen their scheme appeared to be a pact made in heaven, but now, fifty years later, Aurelias’s recurring disappearing acts are out of control and she yearns for the high school love she sacrificed in good faith, and to resolve a mysterious incident she’s suppressed since the twelfth grade.

The eccentric Aurelia relies on several voices in her head to guide her, but out of desperation, she attaches the loudest voice to a familiar object with a face, the Felix clock in her kitchen, who becomes a tangible muse she can turn to at any hour.

Aurelia also depends on Canary, a rescue dog adopted as a guardian against an untoward intruder who threatens her privacy. Canary, named for the early warning canaries miners took down the mines, turns out to be a natural therapy dog able to ground Aurelia during unprompted ‘episodes’ of lucid memory shifts she calls her ‘earthquakes of the mind’.

The term ‘senior’ takes on a new meaning when spontaneous school flashbacks and futuristic presentations trigger a new take on life and death, but then the strangest of strangers appears with a compelling solution.

Is Aurelia’s unstable mental state a lucid dream or is she being dreamed in a parallel dimension? Is reality the stuff of dreams? Appearances can be deceiving, and time is running out.

But there’s a ghost of a chance Aurelia will find her way home before the eleventh hour transforms her into a painting.

DISAPPEARRING TWICE – a work-in-progress by V KNOX

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EXCERPT from ‘DISAPPEARRING TWICE’

*estimated launch date May 2020

[Apart from the Felix clock with its roving cartoon eyes, the kitchen is one of Jacobina’s favorite hangouts… I don’t like to use the word haunts, although I can confirm that pestering the living with requests is the essence of haunting, and, I believe, the primary inclination of apparitions in general.

Jacobina is more than a vaporous shell. She’s family. We’ve been together ever since we met in high school when she proposed a pact to resolve our mutual issues of mortality. Jacobina wanted a second chance to live and I wanted to avoid death altogether. We were unbelievably young. It had seemed like a match made in heaven.]

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LEONARDO’S CAMERA…

the low tech high-renaissance 15th century i-phone

Leonardo carried these ‘libricini’ (tiny notebooks) everywhere to record what he saw and jot down ideas. Texting was 500 years in Leonardo’s future. Writing was awkward. It’s not as if Leonardo carried a ballpoint pen with sepia ink. He had to carry a vial of liquid ink and a quill.

Leonardo’s camera is the same size and weight as a cell phone, always handy, and fits into a pocket.

It had a protective leather case and a safety clasp.

If Leonardo had been able to take a selfie in 1474 he would have looked like this:

Leonardo da Vinci, self-portrait age 24 from his unfinished ‘Adoration of the Magi’

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LEONARDO’S GHOST DOG… BEST IN SHOW

detail of the ‘Tobias and the Angel’ altarpiece from the studio of Andrea del Verrocchio c. 1467

There is a fifteenth-century Italian painting in the National Gallery of London entitled ‘TOBIAS AND THE ANGEL’. I have a love/hate relationship with this 33 in. x 26 in. panel for a Florentine altarpiece.

No doubt, this painting seen from ‘on high’ in less than optimum lighting conditions, was not only significantly removed from close scrutiny by its location, but of less interest to spectators more intent on the religious goings on beneath it.

It’s what I would call a hands-on teaching device, and too many inept hands have contributed to its production because the workshop where it was created was also a teaching institution for young artisans. Apprentices, often unchaperoned, dived into projects and did their best. Like any factory, there were deadlines to complete and ever-present incoming orders. And like any undisciplined kitchen, this painting suffered from the effects of ‘too many cooks spoiling the broth’… save one.

Leonardo da Vinci, apprentice wunderkind, entered Verrocchio’s ‘bottega’ as a young teenager. His natural genius singled him out, and so it’s no surprise that the elements of this painting that sing amongst a discord of tuneless voices are where his contributions shine.

Clearly, not all apprentices are created equal. Finite details are the precepts of artists with a passion for accuracy. Leonardo’s sensitivity and dedication to keenly observing and documenting the natural world: flora and fauna, the atmospheric effects of weather (sfumato), and especially light, are his special trademarks.

Master artists develop clear forensic signatures that reveal their creative presence at first sight. Leonardo da Vinci’s input to this blatantly flawed group painting are its saving grace. Experts on the specific forensics of Leonardo have settled on three areas that telegraph ‘Leonardo was here’: the sparkling fish, the boy’s windblown hair, and first prize – the ghostly dog, disappearing from one of Leonardo’s early misadventures with mixed media. (case in point: ‘The Last Supper’ and its infamous ongoing mishap with an untried plaster recipe)

The dog, painted lightly in an early experimental stage of oil paints over an egg tempera base, didn’t quite stick and it has been slip-sliding from the surface, fading deeper into a ghostly apparition from the effects of age and light with every year.

We can see through the dog to the landscape behind it, but this only gives the prancing dog more appeal. Fading does not distract from its lively personality. It’s alert.

This is a real dog.

 

The fish is real. The boy’s delicate fly-away curls are affected by a real breeze. ( p.s. ignore the face by another artist who has attempted an impossible three-quarter view and a full profile at the same time… kind of creepy)

 

But what I love most about this painting is that it survived. Many paintings are lost. This one gives us a snapshot of a master genius as his talent manifested in his early years.

 

THE BIGGER PICTURE… THE EXAMINED ART

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mistakes are part of the learning process, and an altarpiece is not meant to be scrutinized up close and personal as a painting hung in a modern gallery. Most of its glaring errors of perspective, composition, and anatomy would have escaped the untrained eye… and, I speculate, overlooked by the trained ones in order to meet a contract’s delivery date. Deadlines rule. Time is business.

Leonardo eventually surpassed his teacher, Master Verrocchio, who was known for his three-dimensional statues in clay, terracotta, wood and marble, and his engineering skills. In my opinion, painting the human figure was clearly not Verrocchio’s forte. His painted figures were either boneless or they were severely deformed (see the boy’s twisted leg and the figures’ unnatural claw-like fingers)

The angel’s ungainly marble body is conveniently hidden under vast layers of elaborate robes. He and the boy are placed in close proximity like pasted cardboard dolls as if they are interacting but they are inanimate shapes.

The boy’s painfully twisted limbs, unable to be hidden under drapery, seem made of rubber. And here we can also see that the illusion of a true depth of field is dashed as the tassel from his cloak has become entangled with a tree on the horizon, miles away. The angel’s wings seem carved from solid wood, (not a feather in sight), would scarcely flutter in the strongest tempest and hardly lift a marble angel off the ground, and a cloud, more like a horizontal icicle painfully pokes the boy’s head. And what, pray tell, are the white puffballs on the road? Poached eggs made of stone, blobs of shaving cream, seashells with legs, or evidence of the first popcorn explosion? No… they are plain Italian rocks.

Andrea del Verrocchio’s workshop, where this group painting was created, was more a factory than an artists’ studio. The truth is, the art studios of fifteenth-century Florence were commercial factories staffed by dozens of trade workers and artisans along with a motley crew of aspiring apprentices with various levels of expertise. Apprentices were trained by mucking in as early as possible, anywhere an extra hand could be employed, and time constraints in a constantly moving production line meant quality control was not always a prime concern. Deafening with the constant sounds of construction: machinery, chisels on marble, wood being sawed and hammered together for scaffolding and custom designed furniture, and the squeals of winches, one wall needed to open to the air in order to alleviate the heat of blasting furnaces working metal, pottery kilns, and the noxious fumes of chemicals from distilling varnish, mixing plaster and grinding paint.

Amongst the din and dust, engineers and architects designed buildings, bridges, and weaponry. The wholesale manufacture of ceramic saints, props for theatrical projects, fine gold jewelry, and heavy armor were made in the same creative chaos.

A typical classroom it was not.

Be it art show or dog show, in my book, Leonardo’s pup takes first prize!

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CELEBRATION OF A TYPO

…how a 500-year-old spelling mistake was enough to confound history and gift me a premise for a time-slip ghost story

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Excerpt from ‘LISABETTA-a stolen glance’

[But for a single misshapen letter, I would be musing in heaven. The letter ‘a’ deposed me. Betrayed me. Sabotaged me. It was not even a whole letter but the merest tail of one. My legacy was tied to the tail of a hapless letter ‘a’ that unseated me from Gioconda to Giocondo.]

But for an untimely pen, a spluttering candle, and a myopic historian, I would be the celebrated ‘laughing woman’. I am most certainly NOT the dreary wife of a common silk merchant.

I was well acquainted with Monna Lisa Giocondo but we were never friends. And yet, she envied me as much as I despised her and all the dainty women of her class. I am galled to be misidentified as Mrs. Giocondo. Of all the insipid women…the world could not have chosen a more perfect way to insult me.

A parched quill simply ran dry, and my story moved on without me.

I didn’t steal away. I was stolen. Dethroned. Many many times. – Lisabetta ]

 

THE BIRTH OF A STORY… the premise and the promise

Paranormal fiction has to be stranger than historical facts

I premise the most intriguing paranormal stories are inspired by true events based on historical documents and hearsay shared freely by the people of the day in their diaries and letters. A writer’s imagination fills in the missing DNA.

A MAJOR LIGHTBULB FACT kickstarted my fictional story about the mistaken identity of the ‘Mona Lisa’:

A Florentine census from 1463 references that Caterina, Leonardo da Vinci’s mother, gave birth to six children, including a daughter named Lisabetta.

Leonardo had a half-sister named Lisa! What are the odds. Coincidence? Not to a writer! Paternity was a tad fuzzy in the fifteenth-century. What if Lisabetta was the second lovechild of Caterina and Piero da Vinci… Leonardo’s full sibling with whom he had strong biological and creative ties?

What if Lisabetta was the stabilizing influence for Leonardo’s erratic creative nature?

The ‘Mona Lisa’s identity has several contenders. Lisa Giocondo is only one of many undocumented theories. WHAT IF the word ‘gioconda’, the smiling woman, (a reasonable description to have been attributed to the ‘Mona Lisa’), was confused with a second portrait commissioned by the ‘Giocondo’ family? History is confounded and the wrong Lisa is hailed as the ‘Mona Lisa’! What if there were two portraits painted in 1503?

ADD A DASH OF HEARSAY

The ‘Mona Lisa’ is often speculated to be an androgynous self-portrait of Leonardo… my muse whispered “brother and sister lookalikes.”

THE PREMISE

For 500 years, Lisabetta’s spirit is restless. After being dismissed all her life as insignificant, the final irony of having the most famous face in the world yet remaining anonymous, eclipsed by another woman named Lisa whom she couldn’t abide in real life, is too much to bear. Slighted and bitter, she demands to be acknowledged and take her rightful place at Leonardo’s side. But she’s trapped in her portrait with no apparent cause. And then she meets a boy visiting the Louvre, and ‘Saving Face’ takes on a whole new meaning.

THE PREMISE BECOMES A PROMISE… the story quickens

– Lisabetta, a woman who made a mistake in the past, is mistaken for the woman she slighted. She must join forces with an autistic boy in the 21st century, suffering his own version of invisibility, to overcome their parallel identity crises.

THE PROMISE CRYSTALIZES  

WHAT IF: Leonardo da Vinci could paint the soul of a sitter into a portrait?

WHAT IF: the sitter for the ‘Mona Lisa’ was Leonardo’s younger sister, Lisabetta?

WHAT IF: she’s still there in the Louvre after 500 years?

WHAT IF: there’s a way to release her?…

WHAT IF: an autistic six-year-old boy is her knight in shining armor?

LISABETTA’S VOICE GROWS STRONGER AND SHE WRITES A SYNOPSIS FOR HER OWN STORY

“My name, Lisabetta Buti, was an affront to my existence.

I was Leonardo da Vinci’s beloved kid-sister, his assistant and apprentice, and, for the most part, the mother he was denied.

We were born six-years-apart, as close as twins, and when I was old enough to walk, my brother made me a promise that we would never be parted.

 And so it transpired, in the particularly vexing season of 1503, deep in financial debt, and forced to paint the dreary wife of a silk merchant, Leonardo was overcome, as in his early years, by a new quest. And with all due haste, circumstances conspired that he was able to complete the Giocondo commission early, and I was cajoled into posing for a new kind of portrait.

But there, my identity crisis sprouted wings because both our names were Lisa.

It was the sort of portrait only a true visionary would attempt. Leonardo believed he could capture the true essence of a human spirit in paint, and not long afterwards, Leonardo kept his promise.

We remained inseparable even after my death, and I traveled with him as a living icon painted on a small panel of poplar wood – his sentient companion to the end of his days.

But as time progressed, a further humiliation was heaped upon my portrait by the title ‘La Gioconda’ (the smiling woman)– I have endured this mistaken identify for 500 years, and it’s time to end the nonsense. I am the Mona Lisa!

One small letter ‘a’ is all it takes to confound history.”

– Lisabetta  (da Vinci)

 

LISABETTA – a stolen glance

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READING IS BELIEVING!

If you believe in second childhoods… I invite you to time-slip with me into worlds where buildings and trees speak truths that can save the world. Cross the borders of liminal consciousness of my stories and visit haunted realms inhabited by ghostly lovers, mythical creatures, and characters with extrasensory perception.

 

I BELIEVE THE POWER OF STORY IS ALIVE AND WELL

And because I believe that the ‘GRAND-CHILD’ within all of us yearns for a bedtime story that begins with a unique WHAT IF, I write stories with premises that defy physics and logic for weary and jaded adults who relish a refreshing detour from reality.

I ALSO BELIEVE THAT DRUDGERY IS FOR THE BIRDS

And so, I willingly followed a robin muse into the mouth of an ancient cave, through the hall of the birds and past the paintings of horses on the walls into the light to find one of my stories.

The wilds of paranormal stories require a suspension of belief that nourishes quests within us to enter an adventure the way we did ‘when we were five’ and can still do ‘when we are sixty-five’ and ‘one-hundred-and-five’, through the imaginative premises of what-if.

Whatever you call them, amulets, trinkets, keepsakes or love tokens, sentimental objects retain the ghosts of their owners, and mistaken identities hide bigger pictures. And sometimes portraits refuse to stay on the canvas. The ‘Desiderata’ (forgotten things) of vibrant lives live on in our imaginations. We want to know the hopes and dreams of our ancestors. We desire to know what was and what could have been – the truths and the lost visions because the heART of humanity is in the details.

One of my favorite movie is appropriately titled ‘HOOK’ – and what better story hook is there than a boy determined to remain a child.

But, what-if Peter Pan grew up and became a cutthroat lawyer? A fabulous story with a message for the child in all of us who has forgotten the art of play.

CLAP IF YOU BELIEVE IN FAIRY TALES!

BELIEVE ALONG WITH ME

WHAT IF – an autistic girl with extrasensory abilities, who converses with paintings and birds, strives to find the family she senses in dreams. What if she falls in love with a boy in a five-hundred-year-old painting? What if AI = autistic intelligence and ‘state of the art’ time travel just became transcendental? (‘THE INDIGO PEARL and ‘PEARL BY PEARL’)

WHAT IF – two children aboard the Titanic were meant to marry? What if only one survives? What if a pair of shoes could change their future? (‘THE UNTHINKABLE SHOES’)

WHAT IF – a Y/A time-slip fantasy links Pangea, Ancient Egypt, Mars, and a mystical corner of Northumbria near Hadrian’s Wall? What if a band of topiaries wander the grounds of a disgruntled stately home at night? What if a colony of royal cats hold the secret of time travel? What if the Green Man, Leonardo da Vinci, Nicola Tesla, Vincent Van Gogh, and C.S. Lewis aid a pair of telepathic twins to resolve an ancient curse? (The Bede Trilogy: ‘TWINTER’, ‘TIME FALLS LIKE SNOW’, and soon *book 3 to be released in 2019, ‘TOMORROW AGAIN’).

WHAT IF SOME PORTRAITS ARE ALIVE WITH SECRETS? WHAT-IF the ‘Mona Lisa’ and an autistic boy join forces to overcome their identity crises? The ‘MONA LISA’ may be priceless … NOW SHE MUST BECOME A WOMAN WORTH SAVING. (‘LISABETTA- a stolen glance’)

I WANT TO BELIEVE, DON’T YOU?

If you are old enough to believe in SECOND CHILDHOODS, I wish the ‘grand-child’ within you the play-full joys of a New Year reading gentle stories that suspend reality and take you back to the time when ‘make believe’ was as close as your imagination.

HAPPY NEW YEAR from Silent K Publishing!

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I RECEIVED A LAUNDERED REVIEW

‘THE INDIGO PEARL’ by V KNOX is ALL WASHED UP!

The dangers of being a book: It’s dangerous to casually ask a man to please strip the sheets and throw them in the wash. More dangerous still, to be tumble dried.

But now this ‘cleaned’ copy sits in pride of place next to my computer

And now you know… it’s dangerous to read in bed!

But let’s hear it for happy accidents…

my book is now a sculpture!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE INDIGO PEARL

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