Rococo, 2022

Bewitched, 2022

Bewitched, 2022, 111 x 115 cm

As a photographer and psychologist it’s second nature to me to always observe people: how they behave, live and deal with their personal issues, express themselves. How they think and talk. I love Nina Simone's songs. She has dealt with a lot of psychological issues herself and always seems to have come out stronger, as reflected in the lyrics and music of her songs. She teaches me to take life as it comes when things get tough and we can’t do anything about it sometimes.  Go with the flow. During the pandemic I came across this song: 'Life is a Mystery’.   

After one whole quart of brandy 
Like a daisy, I'm awake 
With no bromo-seltzer handy 
I don't even shake 
Men are not a new sensation
I've done pretty well I think 
But this half-pint imitation 
Put me on the blink I'm wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again 
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I 
Couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep 
When love came and told me I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I 
Lost my heart, but what of it 
He is cold I agree 
He can laugh, but I love it 
Although the laugh's on me
I'll sing to him, each spring to him 
And long for the day when I'll cling to him 
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I 
He's a fool and don't I know it 
But a fool can have his charms 
I'm in love and don't I show it 
Like a babe in arms 
Love's the same old sad sensation 
Lately I've not slept a wink 
Since this half-pint imitation 
Put me on the blink 
I've sinned a lot; 
I'm mean a lot 
But I'm like sweet seventeen a lot 
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I 
I'll sing to him, each spring to him 
And worship the trousers that cling to him 
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I 
When he talks, he is seeking 
Words to get off his chest 
Horizontally speaking, he's at his very best 
Vexed again, perplexed again 
Thank God, I can be oversexed again 
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I 
Wise at last, my eyes at last 
Are cutting you down to your size at last 
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered no more 
Burned a lot, but learned a lot 
And now you are broke, so you earned a lot 
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered no more 
Couldn't eat, was dyspeptic 
Life was so hard to bear 
Now my heart's antiseptic 
Since you moved out of there 
Romance, finis, your chance, finis 
Those ants that invaded my pants, finis 
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered no more