Burning diamonds

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Come we to the summer, to the summer we will come
For the woods are full of bluebells, and the hedges full of bloom,
The crow is on the oak a-building of her nest,
And love is burning diamonds in my true lover’s breast…

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John Clare

Saturated

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In amongst the Gothic architecture, vaulted ceilings and high windows in St Vitus’ Cathedral, Prague, is a saturation of colour from mosaics, wall-paintings and art nouveau glass.

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Colour stains the stone walls, rains down on the visiting tourists.

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April 2017.

Sunny rebellion

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The Sussex Modernism exhibition at 2 Temple Place has just closed, and although the (rather gorgeous) mock-Jacobean setting was exactly what this generation rebelled against, the works themselves remained defiantly sunny.

A little madness

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A little madness in the Spring /
is wholesome even for the King

Emily Dickinson. As ever with ED, there are so many meanings, that I could read a sentence forever. But right now, while weighing up whether I should see the ED biopic A Quiet Passion, I’m just enjoying these madly extravagant coiffures and bonnets.

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From top to bottom: an early Picasso I’ve always liked, The Duchess of Kent, Julia Lady Peel, and a fashion shoot in this month’s Harpers Bazaar.