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The Second Thoughts of an Idle Fellow

Nov 7, 2016Nov 27, 2019Posted in LivresTagged Acquerello, aquarelle watercolor illustrazione, british literature, dessin, english literature, english tea, Jerome K. Jerome, The Second Thoughts of an Idle Fellow, watercolorLeave a comment

I was told that if I were a good lad, kept my hair tidy, and did not tease the cat, I would probably, when I died, go to a place where all day long I would sit still and sing hymns. (Think of it! as reward to a healthy boy for being good.) There would be no breakfast and no dinner, no tea and no supper. One old lady cheered me a little with a hint that the monotony might be broken by a little manna; but the idea of everlasting manna palled upon me, and my suggestions, concerning the possibilities of sherbet or jumbles, were scouted as irreverent. There would be no school, but also there would be no cricket and no rounders.

Jerome K. Jerome

La notte, Io e l’ombra mia

Nov 2, 2016Posted in LivresTagged Acquerello, aquarelle, aquarelle watercolor illustrazione, dessin, disegno, Il fu Mattia Pascal, illustration, illustrazione, Italy, Lecce, letteratura italiana, letteratura siciliana, Luigi Pirandello, sicilia, watercolorLeave a comment

Mi è avvenuto più volte, svegliandomi nel cuor della notte (la notte, in questo caso, non dimostra veramente d’aver cuore), mi è avvenuto di provare al bujo, nel silenzio, una strana meraviglia, uno strano impaccio al ricordo di qualche cosa fatta durante il giorno, alla luce, senz’abbadarci; e ho domandato allora a me stesso se, a determinar le nostre azioni, non concorrano anche i colori, la vista delle cose circostanti, il vario frastuono della vita. Ma sì, senza dubbio; e chi sa quant’altre cose! Non viviamo noi, secondo il signor Anselmo, in relazione con l’universo? Ora sta a vedere quante sciocchezze questo maledetto universo ci fa commettere, di cui poi chiamiamo responsabile la misera coscienza nostra, tirata da forze esterne, abbagliata da una luce che è fuor di lei. E, all’incontro, quante deliberazioni prese, quanti disegni architettati, quanti espedienti macchinati durante la notte non appajono poi vani e non crollano e non sfumano alla luce del giorno? Com’altro è il giorno, altro la notte, così forse una cosa siamo noi di giorno, altra di notte: miserabilissima cosa, ahimè, così di notte come di giorno.

lecce

Il fu Mattia Pascal

Luigi Pirandello

Through the looking glass

Oct 22, 2016Oct 22, 2016Posted in LivresTagged Alice, Alice through the Looking Glass, aquarelle, dessin, England, illustration, illustrazione, lewis carroll, London, studying a view, watercolorLeave a comment

studying-a-view

’Let’s pretend there’s a way of getting through into it, somehow. Let’s pretend the glass has got all soft like gauze, so that we can get through. Why, it’s turning into a sort of mist now, I declare! It’ll be easy enough to get through—’

Alice

Little Muck

Oct 8, 2016Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, dessin, drawing, illustration, illustrazione, the little Muck, watercolor, Wilhelm HauffLeave a comment

piccolo-muk Gayly he wandered, the whole day, for he had set out to seek his fortune: if he saw upon the ground a potsherd shining in the sunlight, he took care to pick it up, in the belief that he could change it into a diamond of the first water; if he saw in the distance the cupola of a Mosque sparkling like fire, or the sea glittering like a mirror, he would hasten up, fully persuaded that he had arrived at fairy-land. But ah! these phantoms vanished as he approached, and too soon fatigue, and his stomach gnawed by hunger, convinced him that he was still in the land of mortals.

Wilhelm Hauff

Gerda’s garden

Oct 1, 2016Oct 1, 2016Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, aquarelle watercolor illustrazione, dessin, H.Ch. Andersen, Hans Christian Andersen, illustration, illustration Hans Christian Andersen, illustrazione, illustrazione Hans Christian Andersen, the snow queen, watercolor2 Comments

“What! are there no roses here?” cried Gerda, and she ran out into the garden and examined all the beds, and searched and searched.

There was not one to be found. Then she sat down and wept, and her tears fell just on the place where one of the rose trees had sunk down.

The Snow Queen

La serenata

Sep 29, 2016Posted in Cinéma, LivresTagged aquarelle, british literature, dessin, drawing, fairy tales, illustration, illustrazione, watercolor, William ShakespeareLeave a comment

serenada-2

O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o’er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven

La fée

Sep 23, 2016Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, children literature, dessin, drawing, андерсен, андерсенови приказки, fairy tales, good witch, Hans Christian Andersen, illustration, illustrazione, la fée des fleurs, La reine des neiges, letterature enfants, paris streets, Snedronningen, the snow queen, watercolor, witchLeave a comment

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(…) and then an old, old woman came out of the house;
she was leaning upon a big, hooked stick,
and she wore a big sun hat,
which was covered with beautiful painted flowers.

Hans Christian Andersen

Marseille. Le Petit Chaperon Rouge

Sep 14, 2016Posted in Ailleurs, LivresTagged aquarelle, Charles Perrault, dessin, drawing, fairy tales, illustration, illustrazione, Le Cabinet des Fées, le petit chaperon rouge, letterature enfants, watercolor2 Comments

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–Je vais voir ma mère-grand, et lui porter une galette avec un pot de beurre, que ma mère lui envoie.
–Demeure-t-elle bien loin? lui dit le Loup.
–Oh! oui, lui dit le Petit Chaperon Rouge; c’est par delà. le moulin que vous voyez tout là-bas, là-bas, à la première maison du village.
–Eh bien, dit le Loup, je veux l’aller voir aussi; je m’y en vais par ce chemin-ci et toi par ce chemin-là, et nous verrons à qui plus tôt y sera.

Le Cabinet des Fées

L’age de raison

Sep 11, 2016Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, dessin, drawing, illustration, illustrazione, Jean-Paul Sartre, l'âge de raison, watercolorLeave a comment

after dinner2

C’aurait été fameux de se balader rue Pigalle, au clair de lune, en sifflant un petit air.

Jean-Paul Sartre

Raindrops

Aug 31, 2016Aug 31, 2016Posted in images, LivresTagged aquarelle, children literature, dessin, drawing, fairy tales, Helen H. Moore, illustration, illustrazione, letterature enfants, poem, poesie, poetry, rain poem, raindrops, watercolor2 Comments

pioggia2

rain
drops
drip
down
all
day
long.
drip down,
slip down,
splashing out their song.
thunder-crashing
splishing
splashing,
slipping,
dripping,
raining down
their rainy
raindrop
song.

Helen H. Moore

At the old house

Aug 20, 2016Aug 21, 2016Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, Balsora, children literature, dessin, drawing, fairy tales, illustration, THE HISTORY OF THE SPECTRE SHIP, watercolor, Wilhelm Hauff2 Comments

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I there inquired for a wise and intelligent man, at the same time giving the landlord to understand that I would like to have one tolerably conversant with magic. He conducted me to an unsightly house in a remote street, knocked thereat, and one let me in with the injunction that I should ask only for Muley.
In the house, came to me a little old man with grizzled beard and a long nose, to demand my business. I told him I was in search of the wise Muley (…)

The History of the Spectre Ship

Wilhelm Hauff

The party

Aug 13, 2016Aug 13, 2016Posted in LivresTagged Agatha Christie, aquarelle, british mystery, dessin, drawing, Hercule Poirot, illustration, illustrazione, Third girl, watercolorLeave a comment

the party 3

“I talked a bit about you, and this girl was standing around listening.
When you said an unattractive Ophelia it clicked somehow. I thought,
“now who does that remind me of?’ And then it came to me: “Of course.
The girl at the party that day.’ I rather think she belonged there (…)”

Third girl, Agatha Christie

Каменный цветок

Aug 2, 2016Aug 5, 2016Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, dessin, drawing, Каменный цветок, П. П. Бажов, Русские сказки, fairy tales, Fleur de pierre, illustration, illustrazione, P.P. Bajov, The Stone Flower, watercolorLeave a comment

kamennoto cvete

Раз Данилушко и спрашивает:

– Ты, бабушка, всякий цветок в наших местах знаешь?
– Хвастаться, – говорит, – не буду, а все будто знаю, какие открытые-то.
– А разве, – спрашивает, – еще не открытые бывают?
– Есть, – отвечает, – и такие. Папору вот слыхал? Она будто цветет на Иванов день. Тот цветок колдовской. Клады им открывают. Для человека вредный. На разрыв-траве цветок – бегучий огонек. Поймай его – и все тебе затворы открыты. Воровской это цветок. А то еще каменный цветок есть. В малахитовой горе будто растет. На змеиный праздник полную силу имеет. Несчастный тот человек, который каменный цветок увидит.

Waiting.. Juliet again

Jul 29, 2016Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, dessin, drawing, illustration, illustrazione, juliet, Romeo and Juliet, watercolor, William ShakespeareLeave a comment

silhouette

Juliet

Jul 29, 2016Jul 29, 2016Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, british literature, dessin, drawing, illustration, illustrazione, Romeo and Juliet, watercolor, William ShakespeareLeave a comment

juliet

Come, night;—come, Romeo;—come, thou day in night;
For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night
Whiter than new snow upon a raven’s back.—
Come, gentle night;—come, loving, black-brow’d night,
Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night,
And pay no worship to the garish sun.

William Shakespeare

Giacomo di cristallo…

Jul 15, 2016Posted in images, LivresTagged aquarelle, children literature, dessin, drawing, fairy tales, Giacomo di cristallo, Gianni Rodari, illustration, illustrazione, letterature enfants, watercolorLeave a comment

ohliov giacomo.jpg … libero al mare…

Una volta, in una città lontana, venne al mondo

un bambino trasparente.

Attraverso le sue membra si poteva vedere come

attraverso l’aria e l’acqua.

Era di carne e d’ossa e pareva di vetro,

e se cadeva non andava in pezzi, ma al più

si faceva sulla fronte un bernoccolo trasparente.

Si vedeva il suo cuore battere, si vedevano

i suoi pensieri guizzare come pesci colorati nella loro vasca.

Gianni Rodari

Baker Street

Jul 8, 2016Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, arthur conan doyle, british literature, british mystery, dessin, drawing, illustration, illustrazione, Sherlock Holmes, watercolorLeave a comment

door

As I passed the well-remembered door, which must always be associated in my mind with
my wooing, and with the
dark incidents of the Study in Scarlet, I was seized with a keendesire to see Holmes again,
and to know how he was
employing his extraordinary powers.

Arthur Conan Doyle

The Friend

Jul 4, 2016Jul 4, 2016Posted in LivresTagged Agatha Christie, aquarelle, british mystery, death on the nile, dessin, drawing, Hercule Poirot, illustration, illustrazione, watercolor2 Comments

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“Miss de Bellefort.” “Linnet!” “Jackie!” Windlesham stood a little aside,
watching sympathetically as this fiery little creature flung herself
open-armed upon Linnet.

“Lord Windlesham–Miss de Bellefort–my best friend.”

Death on the Nile, Agatha Christie

Echo

Jun 28, 2016Jun 28, 2016Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, children literature, children's literature, dessin, drawing, echo, fairy tales, greek legends, Greek mythology, illustration, illustrazione, legendes grecques, mythologie grecque, narcisse, silence, silenzio, watercolor2 Comments

L‘Air et la Terre avaient une fille : Écho. Cette charmante nymphe vivait dans les bois aux côtés de la déesse Artémis. Elle allait de rivières en torrents ; les arbres lui servaient de toit, la mousse et les jeunes pousses de lit.

silenzio

Ni phrase ni rire ne sortait plus de sa bouche. Elle répétait seulement les derniers mots qu’elle entendait. Écho était au désespoir. Cette punition était d’autant plus cruelle que notre jolie nymphe tomba éperdument amoureuse…

Under the willow-tree § Sous le saule

Jun 23, 2016Feb 20, 2019Posted in images, LivresTagged aquarelle, children literature, dessin, drawing, андерсен, андерсенови приказки, fairy tales, Hans Christian Andersen, illustration, illustrazione, letterature enfants, sous le saule, watercolorLeave a comment

sous le saule

Yet still he seemed conscious that the willow-tree was stretching its branches over him; in his dreaming state the tree appeared like a strong, old man—the “willow-father” himself, who had taken his tired son up in his arms to carry him back to the land of home, to the garden of his childhood, on the bleak open shores of Kjoge. And then he dreamed that it was really the willow-tree itself from Kjoge, which had travelled out in the world to seek him, and now had found him and carried him back into the little garden on the banks of the streamlet; and there stood Joanna, in all her splendor, with the golden crown on her head, as he had last seen her, to welcome him back.

Hans Christian Andersen