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“(your face is my chosen abyss)”

— Gwendolyn MacEwen, from The Shadow-Maker

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Volto femminile reclinato (detail, 1903) Cesare Laurenti

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Mark Arian

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Artuš Scheiner, 1901

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Mamma Andersson (Swedish, b. 1962)

Black Cat, 2015

Handprinted colour woodcut on rice paper

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“Her soul! Her name! Her eyes! They seem to me like strange beautiful blue wild-flowers growing in some tangled, rain-drenched hedge. And I have felt her soul tremble beside mine, and have spoken her name softly to the night, and have wept to see the beauty of the world passing like a dream behind her eyes.”

— James Joyce, from a love letter to (of) Nora Barnacle, Selected Joyce Letters, ed. Richard Ellmann (Viking Press, 1975)

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Alejandra Pizarnik, from Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972; “Paths Of The Mirror”

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“The Queen of Swords” by Judy Grahn 

[ID: She is veiled. / You can only see part of her at a time - / a crescent, like the moon. Even so, / she is so luminous / she hurts the eyes.]

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Clive Arrowsmith - Dress by James Moncur (Queen 1969)

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Moon Tree by Evelyn Topping

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Julie Delpy, 1994.

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Moonlights - John Atkinson Grimshaw

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“Do you think it’s possible that some people are born to give more love than they will ever get back in return?”

— Tyler Knott Gregson 

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Shelley Memorial, Oxford.