The Hermitage

Painter, illustrator, maker of clocks & teller of tales, who travelled in a house on wheels to the edge of Dartmoor and now sits there amongst books and paint finding beauty in otherness..

This will be a scrapbook of ideas, visuals to inspire, and snippets from my own journey.

http://intothehermitage.blogspot.com
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“De Wikkkelkinderen” or “The Swaddled Twins”, artist unknown, painting dated April 7, 1617. Currently housed in the Muiderslot-Muidin, the Netherlands. Scans of 2 d images in the public domain believed to be free to use without restriction in the US.

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“De Wikkkelkinderen” or “The Swaddled Twins”, artist unknown, painting dated April 7, 1617. Currently housed in the Muiderslot-Muidin, the Netherlands. Scans of 2 d images in the public domain believed to be free to use without restriction in the US.

I am the lover of uncontained and immortal beauty. In the wilderness, I find something more dear and connate than in streets or villages. In the tranquil landscape, and especially in the distant line of the horizon, man beholds somewhat as beautiful as his own nature.

Nature, Ralph Waldo Emerson (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes) (via goatsongs)

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“9-part icon with St.  Nicholas in the center”18th century. Old Believer  painting. Volga river region.Size: 31 x 27,5 x 4cm Technique  & Material: 17th century board with double ark, gesso, tempera,  drying oil. High  Resolution Images: fragments

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“9-part icon with St. Nicholas in the center”
18th century. Old Believer painting. Volga river region.
Size: 31 x 27,5 x 4cm
Technique & Material: 17th century board with double ark, gesso, tempera, drying oil.
High Resolution Images: fragments

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serenamatthews:

BeginWith singingSingDarkness kindled back into beginningWhen the caught tongue nodded blind,A star was brokenInto the centuries of the childMyselves grieve now, and miracles cannot atone.
 -Dylan Thomas

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Begin
With singing
Sing
Darkness kindled back into beginning
When the caught tongue nodded blind,
A star was broken
Into the centuries of the child
Myselves grieve now, and miracles cannot atone.

 -Dylan Thomas

Gourma Rharous, Mali 1985
by Sebastio Salgado
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Gourma Rharous, Mali 1985

by Sebastio Salgado

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But I like my stories to be true to life, which means there have to be wolves in them. Wolves in one form or another.
Why is that so true to life? She turns away from him onto her back, stares up at the ceiling. She’s miffed because her own version has been trumped.
All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel.
All of them?
Sure, he says. Think about it. There’s escaping from the wolves, fighting the wolves, capturing the wolves, taming the wolves. Being thrown to the wolves, or throwing others to the wolves so the wolves will eat them instead of you. Running with the wolf pack. Turning into a wolf. Best of all, turning into the head wolf. No other decent stories exist.
I think they do, she says. I think the story about you telling me the story about wolves isn’t about wolves.
Don’t bet on it, he says, I have a wolf side to me. Come over here.

—Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin (via aubade)

theanatomyofmelancholy:

Physicist Wilhelm Röntgen, born March 27, 1845, detected wavelength electromagnetic radiation, resulting in the discovery of x-rays. 

theanatomyofmelancholy:

Physicist Wilhelm Röntgen, born March 27, 1845, detected wavelength electromagnetic radiation, resulting in the discovery of x-rays. 

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Antique Winsor & Newton watercolor box

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Antique Winsor & Newton watercolor box