I’m a rising junior and I’ve just declared my major in Art History. I love Literature and Art more than anything in the entire world. Specifically, I enjoy 20th century South American Magic Realism, tertiary characters in 19th century British Literature, inter-war Literature coming out of London, T.S. Eliot, W.H Auden, Seamus Heaney, John Ashbery, E.M. Forster, bildungsromans, Jane Austen, English Renaissance sonnets, and A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. In art, I love Caravaggio, Botticelli, Rembrandt, Sargent, Toulouse-Lautrec, Klimt, Gentileschi, Johns, Velázquez, Magritte, the Ashcan School, and papal patronage.
A little about the naming of the blog. “Miss Woodhouse” is a reference to Emma Woodhouse, Jane Austen’s heroine with whom I share a first name. I wasn’t named after Miss Woodhouse. However, I’ve strongly identified with her ever since Gwyneth Paltrow wore this pink ballgown to the first televised Oscar’s ceremony I remember and in the same year she played Miss Woodhouse opposite Jeremy Northam as Mr. Knightley.
Emma Woodhouse could easily be considered Austen’s most annoying heroine. She meddles all the time and is super judgmental. But I have always loved her, and felt that her redemption is self-motivated. Plus she isn’t super interested in getting husband (of course…she is independently wealthy, obviously isn’t under the jurisdiction of an entail, and has no brothers).
The header of this blog is from the original cover of Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf, designed by Vanessa Bell. I love Bloomsbury in general–they were this little intertwined social group that just produced and discussed art, and had no idea where they were going. I was assigned (randomly) Virginia Woolf as my author in a research project junior year, all while dealing with some severe mental health issues. Not that reading lots of Woolf exactly helped my mental state, I forever associate Mrs. Dalloway and Septimus Smith with surviving and allowing me to be where I am today.