A Quality of Light, A Pattern Disrupted, A Motion, A Balance, A Contradiction

French School, XIX century, Angel of annunciation - via

Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale ~ Guinevere ~ Idylls of the King by Alfred Lord Tennyson ~ 1913 ~ via
Illustration for Guinevere
As in the golden days.

Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale ~ Idylls of the King by Alfred Lord Tennyson ~ 1913 ~ via
Illustration for Elaine
Then to her tower she climb’d, and took the shield, there kept it, and so lived in fantasy.

Read the Sun Jugendstil ad.1909

Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale ~ Elaine ~ Idylls of the King by Alfred Lord Tennyson ~ 1913 ~ via
Illustration for Elaine

Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale ~ Idylls of the King by Alfred Lord Tennyson ~ 1913 ~ via
Illustration for Enid
Yniol’s rusted arms were on his princely person, but thro’ these princelike his bearing shone.

Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale ~ Idylls of the King by Alfred Lord Tennyson ~ 1913 ~ via
Illustration for Enid
And many past, but none regarded her.

Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale ~ Idylls of the King by Alfred Lord Tennyson ~ 1913 ~ via
Illustration for Vivien
And in the hollow oak he lay as dead, and lost to life and use and name and fame.

Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale ~ Idylls of the King by Alfred Lord Tennyson ~ 1913 ~ via
Illustration for Vivien
O master do you love my tender rhyme?

Midori Yamada. 虚, 2011. Pen, acrylic, 297×210mm.