There’s a special gift that only some people have of capturing the essence of life, the fleeting, joyous moments when creativity and enthusiasm combine to conjure up worlds not before imagined. Some people blur the lines between what is real and what is fantasy. They rarely follow herds and often must live in the backwoods of nowhere where eccentricity (true eccentricity–not the Hollywood or music world kind) can be given room to grow and thrive.
Every so often I need my Tasha Tudor fix.
Author Adrienne Morris 
6 responses to “Tasha Tudor As Young Woman”
What a wonderful women, how nice it would be to pull up a chair at that table and share a pot of tea with her.
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Her book illustrations are so delightful, too.
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I’ll bet they are, from what I saw of them on the video they have a lovely Beatrice Potter feel about them, although very original in their own right. I loved the picture fades from her illustrations to the fireplace, pantry, pigeon coup (?) and the like from which the inspiration was drawn.
Or did perhaps her son build the house based on her drawings, or did the house come first?
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Tasha felt that she had lived another life in the 1840’s as a sea captain’s wife. She felt that modernism had taken some of the beauty from life. I’m intrigued by her desire to embrace femininity against the prevailing tide of feminism during her lifetime which she felt looked down upon housewives (which is how she described herself). The house was built after she’d already made a name for herself in publishing–a labor of love between son and mother.
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“modernism had taken some of the beauty from life”. Doesn’t it always? But thankfully only “some”.
Watching the film made me feel a real attachment to the lady, and the reverential Japanese voice only added to the emotional depth of the film. Even now, weeks after watching it, I can recall almost every shot.
Very lovely to hear about the house. What a marvelously inspiring story. Thanks again for bringing this into my life.
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You’re quite welcome .
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