Autochrome Angels

         

  Inside my minds eye, i'm living an Autochrome kind of life. 

Read more about the Autochrome process here and click on the photos for more information about each image. 

She said she would dance with me if I brought her Red Roses

" She said she would dance with me if I brought her Red Roses"

 "No Red Rose in all my garden!" he cried, and his beautiful eyes filled with tears. 

"Here at last is a true lover," said the Nightingale. "Night after night have I sung of him, though I knew him not: night after night have I told his story to the stars, and now I see him. His hair is dark as the hyacinth- blossom, and his lips are Red as the Rose of desire; but passion has made his face like pale Ivory, and sorrow has set her seal on his brow."

The Nightingale and the Rose

Oscar Wilde

Sometimes, but very rarely you can stumble upon an area of secluded peace in central London. 

The Roses will be gone soon but with their absence comes the crisp beauty and scent of Autumn... my favourite.  

1940's hat: Shapoes Vintage hats ~1930's kimono style bolero: Past caring

1930's slip~ 1940's velvet skirt ~Brown Belt : Beyond Retro
1930's sunglasses: Top Tottie Vintage

Photo's taken by Craig and myself in Gibson Square gardens.

Happy Sunday.
Kelly-Marie xx