Lady of Shalott • acrylic on canvas • 2011
Tennyson's Lady may see the world only in a mirror, and the painting finds her just after she turns to look at Lancelot directly: head tipped back, eyes half closed, the white of her sleeves breaking apart like feathers.
This was a gift for my Humanities colleague and friend, Sara.
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