Edmund de Waal

On July 2014, on our summer holidays in Tuscany, one of the books that I read was “The Hare With Amber Eyes: A Hidden Inheritance” by Edmund de Waal. My wife Sian also read it. We both agreed that it was rather special. Indeed it was my favourite read of that summer.

I find that I can identify with de Waal’s obsession with objects and passing time. Such obsession comes across in his work with wonderful feel: a synaesthesia of the senses with a sparingly beautiful poetic way of expression.

The following “line” of images is a brief something of what struck my senses from de Waal’s latest book “The White Road“.

I would recommend his work to one and all.

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