The best thing about blogging, for me, is coming across pictures, words, photos, clothes, illustrations, descriptions that make me go 'oooh' with a queer little ache of happiness that someone, somewhere thought/felt/made/created/did something special.
Artist KT Small describes her illustrations as:
"girls who dance from the pages of dusty books to gather their melancholy thoughts, lost lovers that took flight upon feathered wing, paper pets..."
Ooooooh.
And I think of Anne, and Jo, and Norah, and Emily and Georgiana and Marie-Antoinette and all the starry-eyed girls from my favourite books that have lived and dreamed for me, and that I find glimpses of in the rivers and woods and autumn leaves, and in stubborn qualities like courage and humour and determination, and in words like quaint and funny and awkward and romantic. And I lovelovelove this artist. On her blog, here, you can see this merging of drawings and clothes and photos and books and whimsy that storyboard the spirit of ideas and fancy and imagination and dreaming that can be found in the fold of a dress, the dreaming of eyes, the slump of posture, the trick of a field full of flowers.
Make sure to read an interview with KT here with the lovely Rebecca from The Clothes Horse, who I think is also one such a girl who dances.
