Instead of showcasing more children’s book illustration postcards today, as planned, I’ve decided to share a few Virginia Woolf postcards. Why? Because today is Virginia Woolf’s birthday, of course. Now, I know we just celebrated A.A. Milne and Winnie-the-Pooh last week, but rest assured, Pics and Posts will not become the blog that celebrates all the birthdays of all the famous people.
I’ve had some Woolf postcards that have been in the “to be blogged” box for quite some time–so what better time to bring them out than her birthday?
Virginia Woolf. Photograph by George C. Beresford/Hulton Archive/Getty Images
This postcard comes from a collection I’m not to crazy about because there are too few women and two few people of color. But I do love this “classic” portrait of Woolf.
Virginia Woolf, Jacob’s Room, 1922. From BIBLIOPHILIA: 100 Literary Postcards, Obvious State Studio, 2015.
The “wild horse” postcard comes from Bibliophilia: 100 Literary Postcards. The collection offers postcards featuring quotes from favorite authors. Most are dead white men, but the quotes and artwork make the omission forgivable. Somewhat.
Virginia Woolf. Art by Adolfo Falces Delgado. Collection, Literary Celebrities, 2016.
The postcard above is by far the best Virginia Woolf postcard I’ve seen (yet). My friend Cy picked it up for me at a museum in Madrid during her travels last summer. It has a literary twin that I will share another time.
I didn’t encounter Virginia Woolf till I was working on my master’s degree at the University of Florida (Go Gators!). I studied her works in both Modern British Literature and Feminist Theories, facilitated by the inimitable Drs. R. Brandon Kershner and Elizabeth Langland, respectively. I appreciated her works–for many “critical” reasons–especially because Woolf and her texts gave me, a person who studies mental illness in literature, a lot to think about and discuss.
Here are a few of my favorite Woolf quotes– if I can stop at a few!
All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.
On bookish people:
When the Day of Judgment dawns and people, great and small, come marching in to receive their heavenly rewards, the Almighty will gaze upon the mere bookworms and say to Peter, “Look, these need no reward. We have nothing to give them. They have loved reading.”
On women and creativity:
A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.
I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.
If you prefer something a bit more “lowbrow” from Woolf, check out her “most savage insults” at the Literary Hub.
Brain Pickings offers a worthwhile read on media’s misinterpretation of Woolf’s suicide letter. [There are links to other Brain Pickings articles on Woolf, so you might want to check those out too].
And of course, Woolf wrote lots of letters and postcards too! 😉
I’m tempted to dig through my papers and find my essays on Woolf. I recall taking issue with a section of A Room of One’s Own, but I still appreciate who she was as a writer and thinker.