FOWC with Fandango: Shadow


“It’s the shadows doctor, they haunt me day for day.”

“Is that why you are here? I think it is your first time. How did you find me?”

“I looked in the telephone book and put a pin in the list of psychiatrist names and you are the lucky winner Dr. Vladimir Grabstein and so here I am.”

“Ok, just relax and lay on the couch, close your eyes and tell me all about it.”

“Can I do it with my eyes open? Not that I don’t trust you, but you never know these days. They are lurking in the shadows to get me.”

“Take your time Mrs. ….. errr Morticia Schwarz? Sounds like you have East European ancestors, just like me.”

“Yes but it was many years ago.”

“On the form you filled out for my records I see you have been married three times. As your age only amounts to 35 years, it seems that your marriages did not last very long.”

“I had some bad luck doctor. My first husband Herbert choked to death. He ate something that did not agree with him.”

“What was it.?

“I don’t remember, but the jury found me not guilty of poisoning as they had no firm evidence.”

“And your second husband?”

“Gerald had an accident. He was cleaning the swimming pool and fell in.”

“He hit his head on the way?”

“No doctor not at all, he couldn’t swim.”

“Then I do not understand why you had a swimming pool.”

“That was my idea doctor. Swimming is one of my hobbies, keeps you fit. The police suspected he was pushed, but again there was no proof.”

“And husband No. 3?”

“Oh, Morris had a car accident. He drove into a tree because the brakes failed. The car is still in police custody for further examination as they think someone cut through the brake cable. Another reason that I have so many worries. He was quite rich and now I have to tie up the estate. His mother never liked me, she was sure I only married him for his money and is accusing me of killing him. No-one understands me, and now I am being followed by the shadows.”

“Tell me about the shadows, what colour are they and where do they appear?”

“The shadows are black, sometimes grey and often in fifty shades. Of course if I am in a black room the shadows are white. I tell you doc, they change all the time, reaching out with their murky fingers of darkness ready to grip me. Look, there is one there, be careful.”


“On the floor, don’t move, if you move it follows you. They have come to get you as well.”

“But it’s my shadow Mrs. Schwarz, just a harmless reflection of my body.”

“Stay away Doctor, do not touch me.”

“I will draw the curtains and look there are no more shadows.”

“Yes doctor, the curtains frighten them, scare them away.”

“I think I will hypnotise you, it would be better and will disperse your psychotic fright of shadows.”

“Are you insinuating that I am psychotic?”

“Well, it is not so normal to be frightened of shadows, so if I hypnotise you I might find out why. Just watch my finger as it sways from side to side. Now count to ten and then you will sleep. When I click my fingers you will awake again.”

“One, two, three …….”

“Ok Mrs. Schwartz, when did you see your first shadow?”

“It was when I was a child, but it was a friendly shadow, so I decided to keep it in my box.”

“You collect shadows.”

“Yes, but only the nice shadows. Now I see only angry shadows out to get me. I see them everywhere, doctor.”

“Do you see the shadows of your departed husbands.”

“I did but not any more. After they died they left me forever. I was free and now there is a new shadow standing next to me. I must kill it.”

There was a scream as Mrs. Schwartz took out the collapsible meat knife from the inside of her handbag and stabbed Dr. Grabstein, but he was prepared. He bit Mrs. Schwartz in the jugular vein and they were reunited in death. Now Vladimir always goes on his full moon excursions accompanied by Morticia. They are the perfect couple and their nervous days no longer exist. They are frightened of nothing, except the daylight perhaps. They now live in the land of shadows. Yes, there is a cure for everything.

FOWC with Fandango: Shadow

Photo Challenge: Shadow

Shadows Langendorf 06.06 (1)

I have a collection of shadows, I must be a shadow myself probably. If the sun shines, then look where it is shining, because you will find a shadow somewhere. This photo was taken as I was walking across a pedestrian bridge framed by glass at the sides, leading to the local supermarket. Shadows are everywhere. I saw these shadows and stopped immediately, grabbed my camera and a quite impatient Mr. Swiss had to wait for me until I had manged my shot of a few shadows on a bridge. No artistic vein, only thinking of the shopping trip I suppose.

Shadows front garden 26.06 (2)

It is not every day someone wants to see shadows, so I had to add this one from the garden. The sun was shining through my horsechestnut tree so a photo of the leaf reflections.

Photo Challenge: Shadow

Daily Prompt: Shadows

Shadows are always there. They follow us step for step. They might be behind you: glance sideways, there it is again: turn around, it now it has gone, of course it is still there, it was just following you, it is now behind your back. To commemorate the blog my shadow said take a photo.

“No, don’t stand there, you have to have the sun behind you.”

“Like this”


“Yes, but do something more sensible with your arms, don’t bunch them together.”

“I am not bunching them together, I am holding the camera, otherwise I would not be able to take my/your/our photo.”

Those shadows can get very bossy sometimes, permanently going where I go and doing what I do.
Shadows on the stairs
“What’s that?”

“Don’t ask silly questions. It was all your work.”

“But it’s a dim shadow. I don’t usually do dim shadows.”

“It varies according to the light effect. It was one of those shadows you did in the evening on the stair well.”

“Not one of my best shadows.”

“But it was mysterious, strange, and I decided to keep the memory. I took at least 4 of those photos.”

“It is not every day that I am featured on your blog, so show my followers, sorry, people I follow, something where I shine. Every time you see me you  grab the camera.”

shadows,“What about this one?”.

“That is much better. Now you can really see what I can do. I was in one of my proportional artistic moods, flooding the hall with light through the blinds. Can you see the reflection of my reflection on the ceiling. Perfect, yes I am a master at my trade. I am good. I am always there.”

“Don’t get conceited. You also make mistakes. When the sun disappears and night arrives there is no shadow. You disappear.”

“I do not disappear, the shadow is always with you.”

“I don’t see you when I am in my bed falling asleep.”

“What happens when you have to visit a certain place during the night for your human needs? You switch on the bedside lamp.”

“I do not have a lamp, I use my mobile telephone.”

“Who cares what you call it, but you hide it not to wake the other shadow thrower sleeping next to you because I am making shadows again. I am always with you, wherever you go and follow your path.”

“Sometimes I grope my way to that certain place in the night.”

“Yes and bump into something on the way: your own fault, if you disregard me you have to bear the consequences.”

“Shadow take a rest, the sun is disappearing behind a cloud so you will not be needed.”

“I will always be with you, whether you see me or not. One day you will no longer see me, but I will still be there waiting in the darkness.”

“Now you are getting downright morbid.”

“It’s a fact of death, sorry life. So let us make the most of our time together on this side. As a grand finale show one of my special shadows.”

“They are all sort of special. It is difficult to choose.”

“You know the one, I really gave an effort for your camera on that time of day. It was shadow action pure. Your cane chair was at the table, in front of the window where my partner the sun was shining through. I saw you run and take your best camera for the shot. I made you famous in the world of shadow photo takers.”

“You mean there are more of us?”

“Of course, you don’t think you are the only one that apprciates our artistic values, do you? Without me Rembrandt and Johannes Ver Meer would have been nothing, and your photos would also go unnoticed. so now the grand finale please. And I will be back, no, I will stay. As a shadow I have no choice.

Shadows in the kitchen

Daily Prompt: Shadow

Turn Around

Have fear to turn around
Someone is watching you
The skies are full of eyes
Be careful what you do
Never alone with me
I follow all the time
Stick to your frame like glue
Do not slip away like slime
You cannot walk away
There is no firm escape
Might be windy, might be calm
No breath your hairs will drape
I creep behind all day
With stealth move high and low
Never catch me unaware
Forever your shadow