Briar Rose (Sleeping Beauty) by Anne Sexton
a girl who keeps slipping off,
arms limp as old carrots,
into the hypnotist’s trance,
into a spirit world
speaking with the gift of tongues.
She is stuck in the time machine,
suddenly two years old sucking her thumb,
as inward as a snail,
learning to talk again.
She’s on a voyage.
She is swimming further and further back,
up like a salmon,
struggling into her mother’s pocketbook.
Little doll child,
come here to Papa.
Sit on my knee.
I have kisses for the back of your neck.
A penny for your thoughts, Princess.
I will hunt them like an emerald
Courtney Brooke is a New England based photographer who grew up in a dreamy place where Transcendentalism met with Utopian wonder and wooded ritual. While she travels frequently, Courtney will forever call the rolling foggy New England hills her home. She pulls inspiration from photos taken in earlier dates and the rich history of the environment that surrounds her. Self-discovery and personal conviction came quite easy for Courtney as she spent much of her time alone as a child which has been the precursor to a vigilant creativity, sensory sensitivity and vibrant imagination that cannot be destroyed. Courtney identifies herself as an artist rather than a photographer; photography is simply her preferred medium. She is both a sleepwalker and daydreamer with a camera in hand. In love with the human form and experience, she collects a strange history on film. Seeing the beauty in everything, even flaws, comes as a natural gift to her. Her images solidify the feelings of romance and awe, with rich colors and haunting natural light. You can feel her inspiration when you see the heat of an orange summer sun on the horizon. One can see her love for the 1960s and 70s in her models’ clothing, haunting expressions and tantalizing colors. Her work reveals an overwhelming sense of nature and mystery.