Tuesday, 16 November 2010
Frida suffered from her injururies and had to wear some horrific corsets and trappings.
Here are some more images , the skill and fine needle craft that went into these creations is astounding.
Another one of the inspiring women that will crop up on my blog!!!!!
Friday, 12 November 2010
Thursday, 11 November 2010
Sunday, 7 November 2010
I suppose I would have to say that the first book to influence me was Little Women by Louisa M Alcott but then their have been many that helped shape my views and delighted or informed me.The list would be endless and of course it is an ongoing process.I have worked among books since I was 16 and the first library I worked in was my university,I just spent my lunch breaks pouring through the stock.Biographies,art books,poetry travel,natural history it was all there to be had free! Being read to as a child and then again as an adult has been an intimate experience.Every Autumn I yearn for Lord Of The Rings,it is the setting out into the unkown landscape of the imagination that draws me.! Well if I go on we shall all starve here so I am away to the kitchen!
Thursday, 4 November 2010
These periwinkles were so vibrant and blooming at the beginning of the walk along the banks of the Dart to the Hall.
Dartington Hall was established in 1925 by Dorothy and Leonard Elmhirst,visionaries, as an experiment in
rural regeneration. The gardens are serene and inspiring and the Hall is home to many exciting courses and of the Literary Festival.
As we walked we heard the old steam train that runs from Totnes to Buckfastliegh puffing out steam and the shrill whistle as it made its way along the banks of the Dart.It was like something out of Agatha Christie's novels.She lived near Dartmouth and it is possible to visit her house.
The oak leaves were changing colour .
The ancient trees reminded me so much of Tolkien with their gnarled bark and and branches.
The sloes were abundant and ready for a good bottle of gin!
The cyclamen,.so delicate and marvellous blooming at this time of the year when other plants are drawing back to wait for next spring blossomed at the foot of a gnarled tree.
We had coffee at the White Hart Pub in front of a smoky wood fire and talked about the exhibition of Kurt Jackson I had recently seen in Truro where he had explored the banks of the Dart in paint . Then we retraced our steps to our friends house for one of Brenda's legendary Sunday lunches,her roast potatoes are the ambrosia of the potato world!!!