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At the seaside

Dec 9, 2015Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, celtic fairies, celtic fairy tales, celtic legends, dessin, Druids, esquises, fairy tales, hurlers, illustration, illustrazione, letterature enfants, watercolor2 Comments

Thousand feet above sea level among the heather and bracken of Craddock Moor, four or five miles north of Liskeard, you may find to-day the remains of three ancient stone circles known as “The Hurlers.” Antiquaries will tell you that the Druids first erected them, but the people of the countryside know better. From father to son, from grandparent to child, through long centuries, the story has been handed down of how “The Hurlers” came to be fixed in eternal stillness high up there above the little village of St. Cleer.

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THE STONE MEN OF SAINT CLEER

Legend Land

Karlsson-on-the-roof

Dec 2, 2015Dec 2, 2015Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, aquarelle watercolor illustrazione, astrid lindgren, children literature, dessin, drawing, illustration, illustrazione, karlsson, karlsson sur le toit, karlsson-on-the-roof, letterature enfants, watercolorLeave a comment

There is only one person in the entire house who is not ordinary and that is Karlsson-on-the-Roof.

He lives on the roof, Karlsson does. This alone is out of the ordinary. Things may be different in other parts of the world, but in Stockholm people hardly ever live in a little house of their own on top of a roof. But Karlsson does. He is a very small, very round, and very self-possessed gentleman – and he can fly! Anybody can fly by airplane or helicopter, but only Karlsson can fly all by himself. He simply turns a button in the middle of his tummy and, presto, the cunning little engine on his back starts up. Karlsson waits for a moment or two to let the engine warm up; then he accelerates, takes off, and glides on his way with all the dignity and poise of a statesman; that is, if you can picture a statesman with a motor on his back.

Astrid Lindgren

Karlsson-on-the-roof

Nov 22, 2015Nov 22, 2015Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, astrid lindgren, children books, children's books, children's literature, dessin, illustration, illustrazione, karlsson, karlsson sul tetto, karlsson sur le toit, karlsson-on-the-roof, letterature enfants, watercolor2 Comments

Karlsson merely gave Eric a quick glance and sailed on. He circled over the rooftop of the house opposite, rounded the chimney, and then steered back toward Eric’s window. By now he had got up speed and he whizzed past Eric, almost like a get plane. Several times he shot past. Eric stood silently watching, but he had butterflies in his tummy from the excitement. After all, it isn’t every day that a fat little man flies past your window. At last Karlsson slowed down close to the window ledge.

“Hi-ho” – he said. “May I take a seat?”

“Oh, please do,” said Eric. ”Isn’t it difficult to fly like that?”- he added.

Astrid Lindgren

The Shepherdess and the Chimney Sweep

Nov 14, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, Chimney Sweep, fairy tales, Hans Christian Anderson, illustration, illustrazione, Mandarin, Shepherdess, teapot, The Shepherdess and the Chimney Sweep, watercolor3 Comments

It was an old Chinaman, a mandarin, who could nod his head. He was of porcelain, too, and he said he was the grandfather of the shepherdess; but this he could not prove. He insisted that he had authority over her, and so when the crooked-legged field-marshal-major-general-corporal-sergeant made proposals to the little shepherdess, he nodded his head, in token of his consent.

“You will have a husband,” said the old mandarin to her, “a husband who, I verily believe, is of mahogany wood. You will be the wife of a field-marshal-major-general-corporal-sergeant, of a man who has a whole cabinet full of silver plate, besides a store of no one knows what in the secret drawers.”

“I will never go into that dismal cabinet,” declared the little shepherdess. “I have heard it said that there are eleven porcelain ladies already imprisoned there.”

Les cygnes sauvages

Nov 9, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, contes Andersen, fairy tales Andersen, favole, H.Ch. Andersen, Hans Christian Andersen, I cigni selvatici, illustration, illustration Hans Christian Andersen, illustrazione, illustrazione Hans Christian Andersen, Les cygnes sauvages, The wild swans, watercolor5 Comments

Elisa s’éveilla au bruissement des ailes des cygnes. Les frères de nouveau métamorphosés volaient au-dessus d’elle, puis s’éloignèrent tout à fait; un seul, le plus jeune, demeura en arrière, il posa sa tête sur les genoux de la jeune fille qui caressa ses ailes blanches.

H.Ch. Andersen

La befana

Nov 1, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in images, LivresTagged aquarelle, befana, children literature, Gianni Rodari, illustration, illustrazione, La frecia azzura, letteratura per bambini, letterature enfants, sorcière, watercolor, witch2 Comments

Befana era una vecchia signora molto distinta e nobile: era quasi baronessa.

—La gente—borbotta qualche volta fra sé—mi chiama semplicemente «la Befana»,

e io non protesto, perché bisogna pure compatire gli ignoranti.

Ma sono quasi baronessa: le persone per bene lo sanno.

Gianni Rodari

Sur l’ile

Oct 30, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in Ailleurs, LivresTagged aquarelle, illustration, illustrazione, jules verne, l'ile mystérieuse, les enfants du capitaine grant, voyage au centre de la terre, watercolor3 Comments

Au delà de la bande d’écueils, la mer étincelait sous les rayons du soleil. Dans le sud, une pointe aiguë fermait l’horizon, et l’on ne pouvait reconnaître si la terre se prolongeait dans cette direction, ou si elle s’orientait sud-est et sud-ouest, ce qui eût fait de cette côte une sorte de presqu’île très allongée. À l’extrémité septentrionale de la baie, le dessin du littoral se poursuivait à une grande distance, suivant une ligne plus arrondie. Là, le rivage était bas, plat, sans falaise, avec de larges bancs de sable, que le reflux laissait à découvert.

In the tower

Oct 20, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in CinémaTagged aquarelle, Charles Perrault, contes de fées, fairy tales, illustration, The Sleeping Beauty in the Wood, watercolor2 Comments

‘What are you doing, my good woman?’ asked the princess.

‘I am spinning, my pretty child,’ replied the dame, not knowing who she was.

The Sleeping Beauty in the Wood

Le temps raconte

Oct 17, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, clock, Hans Christian Andersen, illustration, Le soleil raconte, Sunshine stories, time, wotercolor3 Comments

Maintenant, c’est moi qui raconte ! dit le vent.

– Non, si vous permettez, protesta la pluie, c’est mon tour à

présent ! Cela fait des heures que

vous êtes posté au coin de la

rue en train de souffler de votre mieux.

– Quelle ingratitude ! soupira

le vent. En votre honneur, je

retourne les parapluies, j’en casse

même plusieurs et vous me

brusquez ainsi !

– C’est moi qui raconte, dit le

rayon de soleil. Silence!

H.C.Andersen

La notizia

Oct 11, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, Il fu Mattia Pascal, illustration, illustrazione, letteratura siciliana, Luigi Pirandello, sicilia, watercolor1 Comment

Ma io ora, per ripicco, non voglio descrivere quel che seguì alla farmacia del Brìsigo prima, poi al Caffè dell’Unione, quando don Eligio, ancor tutto esultante, mi presentò redivivo.

Si sparse in un baleno la notizia, e tutti accorsero a vedermi e a tempestarmi di domande.

L. Pirandello

La messa

Oct 4, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in images, LivresTagged aquarelle, Il fu Mattia Pascal, illustration, illustrazione, letteratura siciliana, Luigi Pirandello, ragusa, sicilia, watercolor1 Comment

“Un giorno, per esempio, la mamma gli ordinò di condurci in chiesa; era prossima la Pasqua, e dovevamo confessarci. Dopo la confessione, una breve visitina alla moglie inferma del Malagna, e subito a casa. Figurarsi che divertimento! Ma, appena in istrada, noi due proponemmo a Pinzone una scappatella: gli avremmo pagato un buon litro di vino, purché lui, invece che in chiesa e dal Malagna, ci avesse lasciato andare alla Stìa in cerca di nidi.”

Luigi Pirandello

Miss Marple

Sep 30, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in CinémaTagged Agatha Christie, aquarelle, caribbean mystery, illustration, Miss Marple, watercolorLeave a comment

Old Miss Marple inclined her head. It was a gentle gesture of courtesy. Whilst Major

Palgrave proceeded with the somewhat uninteresting recollections of a lifetime, Miss

Marple peacefully pursued her own thoughts. It was a routine with which she was well

acquainted. (…) With Major Palgrave the terms were slightly

different. (…) But the pattern was essentially the same.

An elderly man who needed a listener so that he could, in memory, relive days in which

he had been happy. Days when his back had been straight, his eyesight keen, his hearing

acute.

Il monaco

Sep 24, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in images, LivresTagged aquarelle, chiesa, chirch, eglise, Il nome della Rosa, illustration, Umberto Eco, watercolorLeave a comment

In principio era il Verbo e il Verbo era presso Dio, e il Verbo era Dio. Questo era in principio presso Dio e compito del monaco fedele sarebbe ripetere ogni giorno con salmodiante umilità l’unico immodificabile evento di cui si possa asserire l’incontrovertibile verità.

Siracusa

Sep 17, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, Commedia degli errori, illustration, La Comédie des erreurs, ragusa, shakespeare, sicilia, siracusa, The Comedy of Errors, watercolor2 Comments

Go hie thee presently, post to the rode,
And if the winde blow any way from shore,
I will not harbour in this Towne to night.
If any Barke put forth, come to the Mart,
Where I will walke till thou returne to me:
If euerie one knowes vs, and we know none,
‘Tis time I thinke to trudge, packe, and be gone

Catherine

Aug 29, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, emily bronte, illustration, illustrazione, love, passion, watercolor, Wuthering HeightsLeave a comment

I went, at the earliest opportunity, and besought him to depart; affirming that Catherine was better, and he should hear from me in the morning how she passed the night.

‘I shall not refuse to go out of doors,’ he answered; ‘but I shall stay in the garden: and, Nelly, mind you keep your word to-morrow. I shall be under those larch-trees.’

Emily Brontë

La rencontre

Aug 26, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in images, LivresTagged aquarelle, bath, british literature, english literature, illustration, illustrazione, Jane Austen, Persuasion, victorian age, victorian epoqueLeave a comment

When they came to the steps, leading upwards from the beach, a gentleman, at the same moment preparing to come down, politely drew back, and stopped to give them way.

Jane Austen

Jane, Emma Anne and the others

Aug 22, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in LivresTagged aquarelle, british literature, Emma, engish literature, illustration, Jane Austen, Mansfield Park, Persuasion, Pride and Prejudice, Sense and sensibility, watercolor2 Comments

Jane Austen

Une porte

Aug 22, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in CinémaTagged aquarelle, illustration, illustrazione, watercolor2 Comments

A la fenêtre

Aug 6, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in imagesTagged aquarelle, attesa, illustration, illustrazione, watercolorLeave a comment

Wuthering Heights

Aug 5, 2015Nov 15, 2015Posted in images, LivresTagged aquarelle, british literature, Bronte, bronte sisters, Catherine Earnshaw, emily bronte, Heathcliff, illustration, illustrazione, watercolor, Wuthering HeightsLeave a comment

Wuthering Heights is the name of Mr. Heathcliff’s dwelling. ‘Wuthering’ being a significant provincial adjective, descriptive of the atmospheric tumult to which its station is exposed in stormy weather. Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up there at all times, indeed: one may guess the power of the north wind blowing over the edge, by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the end of the house; and by a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the sun. Happily, the architect had foresight to build it strong: the narrow windows are deeply set in the wall, and the corners defended with large jutting stones. Emily Bronté