//=time() ?>
Sometimes, at parties, she would take out a glass ball & spin it to spy on all Mother Russia, & tell how someone's estate was doing, or whether a beloved was better. They said she was just like her mad father, who claimed to talk to wolves from his cabin deep in the dark forest.
I'll meet you in six months time at the National Gallery, she said, as they walked down Bride Lane. Which painting, he asked. The di Giorgio, of St Dorothy holding Christ's hand - they look like they're blackberrying - so charming & so very sad somehow, knowing what's to come.
There in the little sunken cottage, swallows nesting in the thatch & the quilt all thin & worn, she put on the dress of cloth of silver, of prickled gilt briar & sheen of stars. And as she walked into the forest, the dress scattered shards of silver light amidst the trees.
It was a old farmhouse in Snowdonia, bought by her grandfather in 1864. It had a blackened range & polished dresser & elm chests of darned linen sheets. In winter, it became quite cut off from the world & all its cares, a boat adrift in the mountains with its blue plume of smoke.
Jeune fille écrivant
1891
Berthe Morisot
Private Collection
For Lorna xxx
Palmarola
Edward Seago (1910-1974)
@ChristiesInc
For @Helencello xx
They watched the boys' catboat for a while, sailing serenely in the distance, making for the coves at Fort Wetherell. For the rest of the day, they sketched & jotted poems about light playing on deep sea-valleys & talked of Art & France & the great shining realms of the Future.
She put on her holiday dress, the smoke grey of the September sea, & the girls put on their smocks, & they walked along the shingle for a while, then up through the gorse to the brambles on the cliff, where they filled their pails & baskets with sweet, ripe blackberries for tea.
“It has certainly been a splendid voyage....Icefields, snow white on very dark blue water as far as the eye can reach.”
–Arthur Conan Doyle's Diary, SS Hope, 20th March 1880.
William Bradford's frozen, luminous paintings of the Greenland & Labrador coasts from the 1870s & 80s.
The Plough
1928
Ethel Spowers
Museum of New Zealand Te Papa Tongarewa