I am reading the book about the lives of the pre raphaelites by franny moyle – inspired by seeing the exhibition at the tate – i felt that i wanted an interesting read about the times and tales – there have been so many stories about the beautiful women in the paintings. am totally enjoying the book, especially as its around the same time as the dickens book by clare tomalin and relives the history of london streets – am so glad to be a female in our modern times though, unless you had money and social position, there was so much inequality for the life of the poor woman; it was difficult to rise out of your class, even with the influence of money and friends.
what saddens me is the demise of letter writing – if it wasnt for letters none of these stories would have been discovered – most of the book’s factual points are taken from the personal letters and diaries that were written. with our modern day emails and text, none of these are permanent – its rare to even print photos now, everything is kept on a screen, and then eventually replaced and updated. i guess keeping a blog, like mine is the modern diary, except you share it – there is no way i would have wanted someone to read my diary when i was young. i remember keeping one for several years in my early teens.
i have decided to letter write again, and if no time for a letter then to send notes with cards, its much more romantic!