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| After The Waves (Virginia Woolf's Writing Lodge) |
I will not disguise the fact that this latest picture has been something of a slog. I tell you if I don't see another ruddy leaf it'll be a day too soon. Hundreds of the things there are in this. Well, that's what it felt like anyway. Which of course is the effect I was after, but still ...
I have promised myself an urban house next. Lots of bricks to take away the pain of all these leaves.
Having said all that I think I managed to approximate to what I was after re the subject of the piece, that is, the moment when Leonard comes out to tell Virginia that The Waves is a masterpiece. She sure earned that drink down by her side! (So did I when I glued in the last leaf). I've put waves (thank you, National Geographic) in the windows of her writing hut and there is a bit of a wavy thing going on with the whole composition too - chestnut tree included.
Sea greens and sea blues ... and a foam of daisies encroaching on the terrace.
Whoops - you'll have to click on the picture if you want to get a complete view (otherwise you'll miss the ubiquitous Amanda W cat!)
Whoops - you'll have to click on the picture if you want to get a complete view (otherwise you'll miss the ubiquitous Amanda W cat!)
All those leaves!! Although there is a great story the tree definitely takes centre stage! Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteFound the cat. Yes, lots of leaves! At least you don't have to rake them...
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ReplyDeleteThat is really one big tree in the Woolf garden. Wonder whether one day they will have to shift the hut as the trunk expands. I think she was a bit of a tree person. One of the first quotes of hers I remember reading years ago was a reply to a question as to what was the brightest possible thing she could think of - it was sunlight on a leaf.
How lovely!
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