I have been staring at this dreamy picture for a long time and thought I could add a personal touch.You can read all about the original and even buy a print here.
This is again a recycled post from our blog which is now dedicated to angling; anyway two years down the line, VW is still my favorite writer. I do try to broaden my horizon occasionally, I have recently discovered John Fowles and devoured his book The French Lieutenant's Women in few days.
Here are a few lines from my beloved Mrs. Dalloway:
...She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that is was very, very dangerous to live even one day...
I love this picture of Virginia Woolf. I remember seeing it for the first time a few years ago and commenting, 'I never realised how beautiful she was'... to which my friend responded, 'oh, but you don't realise, this is about the only picture in which she doesn't look like an owl!' Be that as it may, I think this picture is exquisite, and I love how you have played with it.
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