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“He told her the flowers in her painting contained exactly the purple substance of the flowers on the desk in front of her [...] Let us open the window and see if your painting can entice the butterflies.”

Quote by Sarah Hall

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How to Paint a Dead Man

This book provides detailed instructions and techniques for creating a portrait of a person who has passed away. It covers various methods and tools used in the process, offering insights into the artistic and emotional challenges involved in such a task. more

Author

Sarah Hall
Sarah Hall

Sarah Hall is a British novelist born in 1974. Her works are known for their unique narrative style and profound depiction of the natural environment. Hall's novels often explore the relationship between humans and nature, as well as the exploration of personal identity. more

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“...listening with absorbed attention more to her voice than to what she was saying, and thinking how like she was, flowering through her voice into beauty in the darkness, to some butterflies he had come across in the Swiss mountains the summer before. When they were folded up they were grey, mothlike creatures that one might easily overlook, but directly they opened their wings they became the loveliest things in the world, all rose-colour or heavenly blue. So had she been to him in the daylight that afternoon,—an ordinary woman, not in any way noticeable; but now listen to her, opening into beauty on the wings of her voice!”

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