Chinatown and Pre Raphaelite Sisters
Two different worlds today for me in London.
Once a month I go to Chinatown to buy herbs and adaptogens to create some tailor-made preparations for my customers. It’s always nice to walk on the street of ancient and different worlds.
They contain a wisdom that speaks softly of something that has the flavour of old knowledge.
Chinatown
London
"Because the birthday of my life
Is come" (Christina Rossetti)
In an artist’s studio (Christina Rossetti 1856)
‘One face looks out from all these canvases, One self-same figure suits or walk or leans; we found her hidden just behind those screens: that mirror gave back all her loveliness.
A queen in opal, a nameless girl in freshest summer greens, every canvas means.
The same one meaning, neither more nor less.
He feeds upon her face day by day and night.
And she with true kind eyes looks back on him, fair as the moon and joyful as the light.
Not wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim;
Not as she is but was when hope shone bright;
Not as she is but as she fills his dream.’
Me at National Portrait Gallery, delicate moments, mirroring each other.
Bruna