salvaged and timeworn inspiration
Behind these ancient abbey doors in the south of France live the mysteries of the past.
My father’s sister stayed at a nunnery in Belgium during the first world war. Your photo fits to a tee the image I have of poor Ismene’s strange sanctuary. 🙂
That’s almost eerie. Although this was in Provence, I do remember seeing nuns in the area. I love her name Ismene. She should be the heroine in a novel.
Ismene is the name of a type of spider lily. I don’t know her story, but she had a very exotic life. As a young woman she was the Helena Rubenstein representative for southern Africa and I’ve photographs of her in the 20s, in white culotte suits, and aeroplanes!
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