Showing posts from September, 2014

Alfred Tennyson in COLOR!

Here is the link to see this for yourself on their website,  Tinting History However, the original photograph can be found on National Portrait Gallery.  Alfred Tennyson, 1st Baron Tennyson by John Jabez Edwin Mayall, published by Sampson Low, Marston, Searle and Rivington woodbury type, published 1883

A review of a Victorian love story, "Muse" by Kris Lundberg

“Muse” a Victorian love story Written by Kris Lundberg. Directed by Jay Michaels. Starring Greg Pragel as Dante Rossetti and Kris Lundberg as Elizabeth Siddal. Set in Victorian London and based on a true story, “Muse” embraces the tumultuous romance between the charismatic Pre-Raphaelite painter Dante Gabriel Rossetti and his muse and model, Elizabeth Siddal. During the rise of the Pre-Raphaelite revolution, which radically changed London’s art scene, Rossetti’s paintings became highly commissioned and Lizzie quickly rose to fame, immortalized as a model. We follow him through the trials and tribulations of his artistic struggles as well as the dynamics of his relationship with Lizzie who, as his protégé, becomes his fiercest artistic competitor. The opening scene of “Muse” introduces us to the tortured soul of Pre-Raphealite painter, Dante Gabriel Rossetti; a man haunted by demons and grief. Her name was Elizabeth Siddal a young girl who worked in a sho

Marianne North by Julia Margaret Cameron (24 October 1830 – 30 August 1890)

Marianne North photographed in Ceylon by Julia Margaret Cameron, 1877.   “She made up her mind at once she would photograph me, and for three days she kept herself in a fever of excitement about it, but the results have not been approved of at home since. She dressed me up in flowing draperies of cashmere wool, let down my hair, and made me stand with spiky cocoa-nut branches running into my head, the noonday sun’s rays dodging my eyes between the leaves as the slight breeze moved them, and told me to look perfectly natural (with a thermometer standing at 96 degrees)! Then she tried me with a background of breadfruit leaves and fruit, nailed flat against a window shutter, and told them to look natural, but both failed; and though she wasted twelve plates, and an enormous amount of trouble, it was all in vain, she could only get a perfectly uninteresting and commonplace person on her glasses, which refused to flatter.” Recollections of a happy life: being the autobiography