“I appeared in every single scene of the film [Rosemary’s Baby], except when, during [the impregnated with Satan’s spawn sequence] a body double was used in my place. But I didn’t entirely miss out on the scene—one day I found myself—me from convent school, who prayed with outstretched arms in the predawn light – tied to the four corners of a bed, ringed by elderly, chanting witches, while a perfect stranger with bad skin and vertical pupils was grinding away on top of me. I didn’t dare think. After finishing that scene the actor climbed off me and said politely, in all seriousness, ‘Miss Farrow, I just want to say, it’s a real pleasure to have worked with you.’“
—excerpted from Mia Farrow’s What Falls Away [Read more…] about Friday Photos: True Hollywood Confessions
When our children were little, one of our favorite Shabbat activities was leafing through art books. I’d sink into a comfortable chair. One of the children would plop into my lap. We’d look at reproductions of art, and make up stories about various paintings.
The best paintings are like scenes from movies never produced. The characters feel real. They think. They feel. We care about them. We want to know them. Most of all, we yearn to know what happens next.
Here are a few paintings that never failed to capture our imaginations.