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19 december 2012
Mireille Havet (1898, Médan, Yvelines - 1932)   
 was a French poet, diarist, novelist, and lyricist.
She wrote lyrics for songs composed by  
John Alden Carpenter and intended for Éva Gauthier.  
She wrote a novel, Carnaval, published in 1923.     
She was friends with Jean Cocteau and Colette,     
who referred to her as “la petite poyétesse”.     
Her diary, which she kept from 1913 to 1929,    
was only found again in 1995,     
and published in 2003.
(source: Wikipedia)
18 december 2012
10 december 2012
8 december 2012
To laugh often and much;    
to win the respect of intelligent people and    
 the affection of children;     
to earn the appreciation of honest critics     
and to endure the betrayal of false friends.    
 To appreciate beauty;     
to find the best in others;     
to leave the world a bit better whether    
 by a healthy child,     
a garden patch,     
or a redeemed social condition;     
to know that even one life has breathed easier    
 because you have lived.     
This is to have succeeded. 
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
4 december 2012
3 december 2012
1 december 2012
30 november 2012
29 november 2012
~An Award
I got an Award ;o)   
thank you very much    
Jelle Bakker    
    
I’m glad and proud     
you give me this honor.    
XXX    
28 november 2012
23 november 2012
20 november 2012
     
Along the clover-field I ran     
To where the little wood began,     
And there I understood at last     
Why I had come so far, so fast     
On every leaf of every tree     
A fairy sat and smiled at me!     
From ‘Fairies and Chimneys’ by Rose Fyleman     
First published by George Duran     
Source
19 november 2012
    
Sitting under the mistletoe    
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),     
    
One last candle burning low,     
All the sleepy dancers gone,     
Just one candle burning on,     
Shadows lurking everywhere:     
Some one came, and kissed me there.     
    
Tired I was; my head would go     
Nodding under the mistletoe     
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),    
     
No footsteps came, no voice, but only,     
Just as I sat there, sleepy, lonely,     
Stooped in the still and shadowy air     
Lips unseen - and kissed me there.     
    
a Christmas poem by Walter de la Mare     
~LINK~
14 november 2012
     
“In my world, everyone's a pony and     
they all eat rainbows and poop butterflies!”     
― Dr. Seuss     
    
Art by Jim Daly
13 november 2012
12 november 2012
11 november 2012
30 september 2012
19 short folktales written by Richard Adams   
with illustrations by Yvonne Gilbert    
and Jennifer Campbell    
    
I found this nice book (1980) on a fleamarket,    
my edition is in dutch!    
    
In this volume Richard Adams has collected    
together nineteen enchanting folk-tales from     
almost as many parts of the world - from Europe    
 to China and from Polynesia to the Arctic Circle.     
Each has a special magic, an aura that is sometimes     
beautiful and fascinating, sombre and frightening,     
or exciting and colourful. But what unites all these     
stories is the essential quality of folk-lore,     
something that transcends the boundaries of nations,     
of custom and time, that gives them their permanence     
and universality of appeal. 'Authors need folk-tales,'     
Richard Adams says, 'in the same way as composers     
need folk-song. They're the headspring of the narrator's art,     
where the story stands forth at its simple, irreducible best.    
 They don't date, any more than dreams, for they    
 are the collective dreams of humanity.'     
In order to preserve as far as possible the immediacy    
 and directness of authentic folk story-telling, each     
of the nineteen tales is presented as being told by     
an imagined narrator to one or more hearers at     
a particular time and place, sometimes past,     
sometimes present. However, the reader is never told    
 the identity either of the teller or his hearers,    
 but is left free to infer both them and the occasion     
solely from the narrator's own words.     
This original technique adds a novel dash of piquancy    
 to this fine collection.    
Click here!  
    
19 september 2012
~Melanie Delon
Born in 1980 In France, and as far as she can    
remember she has always drawn. But on paper.
Melanie studied archeology and history of arts,    
then she went to a gamedesign school (for 2 years),     
which just was not her thing.
She discovered Photoshop in 2005, since then    
Melanie has became addicted to it.     
All subjects are interest, they just have to talk to her,     
but fantasy and dreamy subjects are her favourite's.
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LINK HERE to see more     
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10 september 2012
9 september 2012
8 september 2012
~Vintage book
A  little book full of black and white drawings   
 and color plates like these.     
It can be downloaded from Project Gutenberg.    
 
The Man in the Moon    
Came tumbling down,    
And asked his way to Norwich..    
  The Lion and the Unicorn    
Were fighting for the Crown;    
The Lion beat the Unicorn    
All round about the town.
6 september 2012
5 september 2012
3 september 2012
27 augustus 2012
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23 augustus 2012
“He’ll be famous — a legend — I wouldn’t be    
surprised if today was known as Harry Potter day     
in the future — there will be books written about Harry     
— every child in our world will know his name!” —      
      
J.K. Rowling       
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone
21 augustus 2012
13 augustus 2012
Charles Dickens with daughters Katey and Mary in the garden at Gad's Hill Place in Higham, Kent -    
home of Dickens' family from 1858 until his death     
in one of the rooms in 1870,     
and which is about to open its doors     
to the public for the first time.     
www.dailymail.co.uk