Annie Soudain: First light
Hibernation reading is progressing well, but with three books rather than two. Ann Wroe's Six Facets of Light is a delightful walk with her around the landscape of south-eastern England, accompanied by quotes and tellings of poets, artists, musicians, ... and inspires much thought, and from time to time further delving.
Thus, in order to savour appropriately ...
I am alternating chapters with another title which is proving equally though-provoking: Timothy Hyman's The World New Made, Figurative Painting in the Twentieth Century. This is a different history of art from Cubism on, looking at figurative rather than abstract development - a fascinating alternative perspective.
And my bedtime reading (Henning Mankell's Italian Shoes) is appropriately chill in the snow of Sweden, where the main protagonist cuts a circle in the ice every day in order to plunge naked, for the pain to remind him he is alive! I of course am meantime well tucked up with ample duvet and hot water bottle.
But now, back to my bracing walk in the light.