Monthly Archives: December 2011

Berthe Morisot

Dear G.,

My next flurry will undoubtably be Morisot. He is a completely new discovery for me and thus very exciting.

For now, a small taster:

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Lovely, non?

I am home, at long last. The house is icy but the sun is beautiful and there is lovely music on the radio…things have a loveliness to them that outweighs stiff fingers.

A.

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Cézanne, our own

Dear G.,

No polar bears yet but I do have a smallish run of Cézanne if you’d bear with me?

A.

Ps, I love your stairs – whose are they? Where are they?

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staircase

Dear A.

How are you? It’s been a few days now hasn’t it?

I love staircases.

It’s just as well, as a very steep one separates my apartment from the rest of the world.

There is so much mystery, so much hope in a staircase. Going up or down one is sort of a pause, a little journey in itself. You’re free to think about what ever you like, you’re not inside anymore but you’re not outside either. It’s just a little “empty” moment…

Hope you are well,

bisous, G.

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17th

Ma chère,

Je crains que nous n’ayons le temps pour faire nos gateaux de Noël… (j’ai une amie chez moi à partir de demain)

😦

A.

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As promised – except not fish

Dear G.,

I…did not draw fish. I apologise. I drew more birds. Will you accept them, take them to your bosom and love them?

Bise,

A.

 

It took just one whiff and my heart started to dance madly: we went to get our Christmas tree! The potency of the scent…. I was instantly transported back to those lovely long-gone days when I was a little kid and wore mittens.

And I loved porridge. And Mary Poppins. And lychees.

 

How are you ma très chère A? I got back a while ago, am sitting here admiring the tannenbaum!

I hope to see you tomorrow.

G.

 

 

 

 

Plan pour demain?

La Specola

Palazzo Pitti

Rarr

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Legitimate intervention on behalf of karma. Some people just Have porcupine-to-the-ear coming to them.

A.

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Feesh

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Ma chère,

Voici un dessin que j’ai trouvé en-ligne qui me plaît pour sa simplicité, pour son air, pour moi, d'”escape”, et surtout pour ses poissons.

Aujourd’hui j’ai dessiné. J’ai dessiné des yeux et un hibou autour, puis une branche pour ses pattes, et enfin un arbre pour son poids. Je le téléchargerai demain pour toi, puis je te dessinerai un poisson (à ma façon).

Ce n’est pas grand chose, mais pour une qui voudrait écrire, je me trouve stupidement timide face au clavier publique. À quoi bon mes belles paroles de motivation et de determination si je ne suis bon à rien face au grand défi?! Roh loh loh

Bon. Assez. Peut-être à demain après-midi? Il y a un déjeuner chez moi et je pense qu’on aura besoin de moi, mais dopo, se vuoi, mi chiami?

Bonne nuit, ma belle – Forza e coraggio!

XA.

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