Welcome to my Inner World. I am a French self-taught artist, and these past twenty years I have made Norway my home. Moving to the Lofoten islands was the greatest present I ever made to myself and the Arctic landscapes are indeed a true treat for any artist’s eyes. I live with my British soulmate,… Continue Reading
Dreamt that I was in the shower with a Giantess. She was of a Nordic type, very beautiful and imposing. We showered together and from the corner of my eye, I admired her beauty. After turning the tap off and as we were ready to get out, she said to me “Wait, I haven’t seen you yet, let me look at you. I am so imposing and you are so small that you must climb on this ledge so that I can see you entirely”. A bit intimidated, I climb on the ledge and she says to me “So beautiful you are!”. And then I become very proud of my nudity.
J’ai rêvé cette nuit que j’etais sous la douche avec une géante. Elle etait de type nordique, très belle et imposante. On se douchait ensemble donc et je la regardais du coin de l’oeil car j’etais très admirative de sa beauté. Après avoir fermé le robinet, et alors qu’on s’apprêtait à sortir, elle me dit “attends, je ne t’ai pas encore vue, laisse-moi te regarder. Je suis tellement imposante et toi, tu es tellement petite qu’il faut que tu grimpes sur ce rebord pour que je puisse te voir tout entière”. Un peu intimidée, je monte sur le rebord et elle me dit “comme tu es belle!”. Et là, je deviens très fière de ma nudité :-).
I was walking around a lake. In spite of the night, the grass was green, kind of phosphorescent. I met a young girl and followed her to a big house which was perhaps an hotel. She explained to me that people avoided her, they were afraid of her because she had a very special gift, she could see through the veil into the Other World. She asked me if I wanted her to show me how. Full of apprehension, I accepted. There was a big door and right under my eyes, the door opened so slowly as to make the suspens last. And framed in the door stood many semi-transparent beings and all of them waved at me in slow motion with a big smile on their faces.
Je me promenais la nuit autour d’un lac. Malgré la nuit, l’herbe etait verte comme phosphorescente. Je rencontrai une jeune fille et la suivis jusque dans une grande maison qui etait peut-être un grand hôtel. Elle m’expliqua que les gens l’evitaient, ils avaient peur d’elle parce qu’elle avait un don très spécial, elle pouvait voir à travers le voile de l’Autre Monde. Elle me demanda si je voulais qu’elle me fasse une démonstration. Et avec beaucoup d’apprehension, j’acceptai. Il y avait une grande porte et sous mes yeux la porte s’ouvrit lentement faisant durer le suspense. Et dans l’encadrement de cette porte se tenaient tous ces êtres semi-transparents et tous agitaient la main pour me saluer comme au ralenti avec un grand sourire sur leurs visages.
A Victorian boarding school story, a Gothic mansion mystery, a gossipy romp about a clique of girlfriends, and a dark other-worldly fantasy–jumble them all together and you have this complicated and unusual first novel.
Gemma, 16, has had an unconventional upbringing in India, until the day she foresees her mother’s death in a black, swirling vision that turns out to be true. Sent back to England, she is enrolled at Spence, a girls’ academy with a mysterious burned-out East Wing. There Gemma is snubbed by powerful Felicity, beautiful Pippa, and even her own dumpy roommate Ann, until she blackmails herself and Ann into the treacherous clique. Gemma is distressed to find that she has been followed from India by Kartik, a beautiful young man who warns her to fight off the visions. Nevertheless, they continue, and one night she is led by a child-spirit to find a diary that reveals the secrets of a mystical Order. The clique soon finds a way to accompany Gemma to the other-world realms of her visions “for a bit of fun” and to taste the power they will never have as Victorian wives, but they discover that the delights of the realms are overwhelmed by a menace they cannot control. Gemma is left wi! th the knowledge that her role as the link between worlds leaves her with a mission to seek out the “others” and rebuild the Order. A Great and Terrible Beauty is an impressive first book in what should prove to be a fascinating trilogy. (Ages 12 up) –Patty Campbell –This text refers to the Hardcover edition.
From School Library Journal
Grade 9 Up–Libba Bray’s new Gothic tale of a Victorian girls school with a deadly secret (Delacorte, 2003) is brought to life in Josephine Bailey’s nuanced reading. At 16, Gemma must leave the only home she’s known–colonial India–when her mother kills herself under bizarre circumstances and Gemma is both confused and intrigued by the details. Although she longed to see London while her family lived abroad, Gemma is disappointed to find that she’s being packed off to finishing school there. At school, she stands up to the very circle of girls who seem to hold the most power, while also dealing with weird hallucinations and the furtive presence of the young man she first saw in Bombay on the day of her mother’s death. The school and its administration hold fast to a secret about the class of 1871, which passed through it nearly a quarter century before Gemma’s stay. As friendships develop between Gemma and three of the other students, and several of her teachers reveal interesting personal sides of themselves, the plot and the reader both tug the audience into the creepy depths beneath a cave on the school grounds. There the living girls find a pleasurable world populated by goddess figures–and Gemma’s dead mother. How all this ultimately connects with that mysterious class of 1871 will delight Gothic fans and inspire those new to the genre to taste such classic writers in it as Daphne du Maurier.