Artistic Interpretations of The Tempest: #3-‘Ferdinand and Miranda’ by Edward Reginald Frampton

The Tempest is one of my favourite William Shakespeare plays. I thought that it would be fun to share, in no particular order, some of the many artworks inspired by this classic.

Number Three:

Ferdinand and Miranda, Scene  from The Tempest   by Edward Reginald Frampton

Ferdinand and Miranda, Scene from The Tempest by Edward Reginald Frampton.

Artistic Interpretations of The Tempest: #2-‘Miranda-The Tempest’ by John William Waterhouse, 1916

The Tempest is one of my favourite William Shakespeare plays. I thought that it would be fun to share, in no particular order, some of the many artworks inspired by this classic.

Number Two:

Miranda-The Tempest by John William Waterhouse, 1916

Miranda-The Tempest by John William Waterhouse, 1916

Artistic Interpretations of The Tempest: #1-‘A Scene from The Tempest, Prospero and Ariel’ by Joseph Severn

The Tempest is one of my favourite William Shakespeare plays. I thought that it would be fun to share, in no particular order, some of the many artworks inspired by this classic.

Number One:

A Scene from The Tempest, Prospero and Ariel by Joseph Severn

A Scene from The Tempest, Prospero and Ariel by Joseph Severn

Characters in Art: Lady Macbeth

Ellen Terry as Lady Macbeth by John Singer Sargent, 1889

Ellen Terry as Lady Macbeth by John Singer Sargent, 1889

Ellen Terry as Lady Macbeth by John Singer Sargent, 1889

“Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under’t.”-Lady M

Mostly It Is Loss/Our Revels Are Now Ended

For my friend Glen, who died yesterday.

Arthur Schopenhauer Quote

Arthur Schopenhauer Quote

“Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.”-William Shakespeare, The Tempest