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This is closest to the image I saw when I read this line..."And the sky was a gray, jellyish substance that flapped its wings a hand away from our heads."

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'A ruined village was left here, with four poor, dark stores; occupied by unemployed and angry people who were tormented by a prosperous past and bitterness of an overwhelming and static present.'

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"For a moment a complete picture of the town, on that bright August Tuesday, shone in the window." (of the train) -- "The Father noticed that there was someone looking inside [into the room], his nose pressed against the metal grating, even before he opened the door to the street." (in spite of the heat and hour when everyone is usually off the street) -- The first quote strikes me with its ability to compress this intimate overview of the town from the train in such concise words. The second quote reveals in similar strokes the animosity of the town to the stoic mother of the buried thief. In the first case one is looking out and in the second one is looking in. The images are opposite to each other.

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“In her coffin draped in purple, separated from reality by eight copper turnbuckles, Big Mama was at that moment too absorbed in her formaldehyde eternity to realize the magnitude of her grandeur.”

Artist: Clementine Hunter (American Folk Artist 1887-1988)

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"They were the only passengers in the lone third‐class car. "

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After eight he stopped for a while to look at the sky through the window, and he saw two pensive buzzards who were drying themselves in the sun on

the ridgepole of the house next door. He went on working with the idea that before lunch it would rain again.

One Of These Days

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The anime Karneval is as whimsical as Los funerales de la Mamá Grande, with lots of excitement and bright colours as well as carnival/circus imagery.

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The anime Karneval is as whimsical as Los funerales de la Mamá Grande, with lots of excitement and bright colours as well as carnival/circus imagery.

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They entered a room permeated with an old smell of flowers. The woman of the house led them to a wooden bench and signaled them to sit down. The girl did so, but her mother remained standing, absentmindedly, with both hands clutching the handbag. No noise could be heard above the electric fan.

steve smith

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"...en algunas casas hacía tanto calor que sus habitantes almorzaban en el patio. Otros recostaban un asiento a la sombra de los almendros y hacían la siesta sentados en plena calle..."

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Paul Chandler
The pool hall opened on Monday and was invaded by a hot-headed clientele. The billiard table had been covered with a purple cloth which gave the place a funereal air. A sign was tacked on the wall: 'NO BALLS, NO BILLIARDS'. People came and read the sign as if it were news. Some stood before it for a long time, re-reading it with impenetrable devotion.

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In Evil Hour

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Sethuparvathy
"On the narrow road parallel to the railway there were oxcarts loaded with green bunches of bananas."

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Teri Rife

"On the narrow road parallel to the railway there were oxcarts loaded with green bunches of bananas.  Beyond the road, in uncultivated spaces set at odd intervals there were offices with electric fans, red-brick buildings..."

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"The locusts had set up a saw mill in the courtyard."

From this quote I could hear the noise of the locusts penetrating into the room from this outside space.

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Arfah Abdullah

The pool hall opened on Monday and was invaded by a hot-headed clientele. The billiard table had been covered with a purple cloth which gave the place a funeral air.  A sign was tacked on the wall: "NO BALLS. NO BILLIARDS." People are in to read the sign as if it were news. Some stood before it for a long time, rereading it with an impenetrable devotion.

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Monologue of Isabel Watching It Rain in Macondo

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Monologue of Isabel Watching It Rain in Macondo

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Kirsten Lodge

"The rain grew like an immense tree over the other trees."

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"For half an hour he heard the rain against the palm roof. The town sank into the deluge.

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Emma Matheson