Portrait of a Jilted Lady

Here is my latest and most detailed collage portrait to date. It's a photo taken by me at home so is a little bit paler than I would like but I'll be getting it scanned for printing so will replace my amateur effort with a pro picture at some point.

Her Three Year Wait Ended in the Most Mortifying Disappointment

Elsewhere I have shot myself in the foot by saying I won't name or give specific details of my subjects beyond the picture's title and the hints in the image itself so I will now proceed to sit on my fingers and keep schtum about this poor jilted lady and merely remark in passing that my bedside book at the moment continues to be Richard Holmes's The Age of Wonder.

So there.

Autumn Days ...

Golly, where does the time go?

Look, we're in September already and it's ages since I posted a thing.

 

Firstly, last week I sent these two collages off to a new home in England. The one above (which I put as the header because it's called Autumn Days and we're in it. Autumn, that is). It's Keats House.

 

And then the one below After The Waves, which is Virginia Woolf's garden shed or Writing Lodge as she preferred to call it.

By a strange coincidence in the same week I received weighty orders for these images as cards and prints from both Monk's House and Keats House.

Must be something in the air.

 

I have stocked up on magazines! Look what I found at the local second hand market:

Only 3 euros for the lot!

Hooray!

 

I also got side-tracked from carrying on with my new Christmassy image by feeling the urge to do another imaginary portrait which popped into my head while I was reading Richard Holmes's

The Age of Wonder.

 

But that is for another post.

It's getting late and the plants are wilting after another scorching day.

To the rescue .......................