The Pre-Raphaelites

[deliasherman]

We're in Washington at the extremely charming Morrison-Clarke Hotel, recovering from a day spent among the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood--or at least that part of it represented at extensive and beautifully curated show currently at the National Gallery.  I've been familiar with many (though not by any means all) of these images ever since I

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[ceciliatan]

As I was telling Ellen on Twitter, this is the exhibit that I went to England to see, and which I conjured out of thin air

[ellen_kushner]

Just keep writing, Cecilia!! (Do you take requests?)

Your new book sounds splendid.

[ceciliatan]

Grin. How's this for an even more surreal twist? My mysterious male love interest in the book is secretly an internationally renowned rock star who has gone into retirement and played his last concert the night he meets our heroine. He bears no small resemblance to a certain real-life star. I had in mind, of course, that by book 3 of the trilogy he is enticed to make a comeback.

And David Bowie has just released a surprise new album.

No, I can't explain it!

[deliasherman]

It is indeed surreal. Magical things just hang around the Pre-Raphs, and David Bowie. And your book, clearly.

[erikagillian]

I accidentally found the Tate (I just got off at tube stops I recognized the names of from books and history and wandered around a lot) when I was in London in 1997 and I walk in and there was Rossetti's Bride :) I don't remember who was in the show, could have been all Rossetti but I don't think it was. I did actually look at other stuff there too but the Pre-Raphs were my favorites and it was the first time I ever saw any.

[deliasherman]

See, I SAID they were magical!

[erikagillian]

Then there was the time I walked around a corner in the Art Gallery of Ontario (in Toronto) and found myself confronting Miranda. Later we found the Lady, half sick of shadows.