As mentioned in the previous blog entry, Alice Liddel was the girl that Alice was based on from the famous children's novel "Alice in Wonderland". Some people thought that Dodgson and Alice may have had a more friendly relationship than just friends. It was said that Dodgson didn't just take pictures of Alice but also her sisters while their mother was out of the house.
With a little more research I discovered that Reverend Dodgon told Alice and a group of friends a story that featured a bored girl called Alice looking for an adventure. Everyone, including Alice Liddell loved the story and she eventually told him to write his ideas down.
Julia Margaret Cameron
Julia Margaret Cameron was the wife of british Diplomat. This photograph wasa titled "The Mountain Nymph Sweet Liberty" taken in 1866. Nymph was a mythological term which suggested that (in this photograph) the female gender attracted attention. "Sweet" would suggest innocence or purity which brings us to greek mythology as the greeks were interested in ethics and morality like the Victorians.
The photograph was inspired John Miltons poem called L'Allgerow (1632) Cameron purposely chose a youthful model as she wanted to portray John Milton's poem the way he wrote it. She used the Wet Collodion to produce her photographs but had to be quick as the plates had to stay damp for a period of time
Roselti suggested otherwise as a particual painting by him was seductive and displayed suggestive features of a women's body.
Paintings by Gabriel Roselti
Sir John Everett Millais: Ophelia/Shakespearean Painting
Sir John Everett Millais was a painter who drew this Painting of Hamlet's love interest in Shakespeare's famous play Hamlet. The painting was of Ophelia after she commited suicide from finding out that her father had been bruttally murdered.
Words to describe her death by Queen Gertrude (From Hamlet)
There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds
Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke;
When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide;
And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up:
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes;
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element: but long it could not be
Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.
