Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, better known under the pen name of Lewis Carroll and the author and human being I love more dearly than any other.
I have promised myself I would never attempt to draw him and here I am ^^
Excuse me I need to scream into a pillow because this is so great and I want to cry.
RAVEN CAN YOU GET ANY MORE WONDERFUL?
If I only had one wish (entirely to myself) it would be to see Tom Hiddleston play Lewis Carroll in a screenplay penned by myself…
Please, please, please let me have that chance one day!
Forever a Lewis Carroll fangirl.
Twins.
This is the only miracle I am truly waiting for.
I need this like burning
Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
~Edward Watson as Lewis Carroll in the Royal Ballet production of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland.
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Don’t mind me~~~
Don’t mind me either.
… again.
This is getting out of hand
Keep it up ladies <3
~Edward Watson as Lewis Carroll in the Royal Ballet production of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland.
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In 1879, illustrator Emily Gertrude Thomson appointed to meet Lewis Carroll at the South Kensington Museum. She had arrived at the rendezvous before she realized that neither of them knew what the other looked like.
“The room was fairly full of all sorts and conditions, as usual,” she wrote later, “and I glanced at each masculine figure in turn, only to reject it as a possibility of the one I sought.”
As the clock struck, she heard high voices and children’s laughter ringing down the corridor, and a tall, slim gentleman entered holding two little girls by the hand. “He stood for a moment, head erect, glancing swiftly over the room, then, bending down, whispered something to one of the children; she, after a moment’s pause, pointed straight at me.”
He dropped their hands, came forward with a smile, and said, “I am Mr. Dodgson; I was to meet you, I think?” She smiled and asked how he had recognized her.
“My little friend found you,” he said. “I told her I had come to meet a young lady who knew fairies, and she fixed on you at once.”
Portmanteaus, words that are actually two words smushed into one like spork, turducken and brangelina, are great for two reasons:
- it was originally a portmanteau itself
- Lewis fucking Carroll
Way back when in France, somebody shoved porte (carry) and manteau (cloak) together and gave the name portmanteau to the poor schmuck who had to carry the prince’s cloak. The word eventually began referring to suitcases, because they, too, carried clothes. Then, because established English usage was not enough for Lewis Carroll, he used it like we do today claiming a portmanteau is two words packed together, and if he can make up frabjous he can totally reappropriate portmanteau.
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