Friday, May 23, 2014

All the Frills: Friday Art Party

This week I’m featuring two of my favourite pieces of art – the first is this lovely print on canvas (complete with suitably gilded frame) of John William Waterhouse’s Lady of Shallot (which also happens to be one of my favourite Tennyson poems, incidentally). I love me a good Pre-Raphaelite piece and I stumbled across this one tucked away in the back of this amazing estate auction warehouse that my helpmeet and our roommate (who I miss like crazy ever since we moved) used to frequent in Connecticut as we hunted for antiques and other cool things.


The second print is this lovely William Blake number. This one I’ve had for so long that I can’t even remember where I originally found it but it’s definitely a personal favourite – I’ve always found Blake’s artistic works to be really striking.




Weekend Reading:


6 comments:

Cee said...

What beautiful prints! The Lady of Shallot is my favourite Tennyson poem, too - I think I can actually recite it beginning to end!
xox,
Cee

Hoda Katebi said...

So beautiful! I love the "Lady of Shallot"--so ethereal!
lovely photos!

Currently reading through the Yahoo questions ahaha and I am absolutely losing it hahahaha omg thank you for brightening my evening! xx

<(') Hoda | JooJoo Azad ~ Free Bird

Laura Go said...

Can you please, please, please decorate my home? I really would love to have some of my favorite prints hung up, but my interests are so mishy mashy, my Medieval stuff looks weird against my comic prints! AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED on Blake's fleshy, disproportional, and wide-eyed paintings that scream of gorgeousness.

LyddieGal said...

The way we just abandon things is almost mystifying to me, it seems like it should be illegal or something.

The book of watercolor swatches is amazing. It's a beautiful dedication to one's craft.

Chic on the Cheap

Kacrates said...

I love paintings. I mostly like the ballerina inspired brush stroked pieces by Degas.

Eli said...

I can clearly recall this Lady of Shallot painting, as we had to read the poem in high school and our English teacher pointed out ever single detail. I'd somehow completely forgotten this memory until now :)