Dear Blog,

How I've neglected you lately!

My third draft is progressing at a snail pace; still I find consolation in the fact what I've written so far in my current draft is far superior to anything in the other two. Rather slow and good than fast and bad, as I tell myself all the times.

Now, this entry is not dedicated to my WIP (as it should) but to Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre—not the book (which I'm rereading right now) but the character—and the defunct Mrs Bronte herself, and how they've been protrayed by various artists.



First Portrait: Jane Eyre


First portrait is the Jane Eyre I'm most fond of and the most accurate protrayal of this formidable character, I reckon. This face is very reminiscent of a witch (without the warts and general grotesqueness of course) and is a faithful image of how Rochester describes Jane in one chapter of the book: "No wonder you have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face. When you came on me in Hay Lane last night, I thought unaccountably of fairy tales, and had half a mind to demand whether you bewitched my horse: I am not sure yet. Who are your parents?"


The other protraits of Jane Eyre that I don't approve of:

Bronte herself:

Who said this woman was plain-looking? Maybe in the days back then, but by nowadays' standard, were she alive, she would have been an absolute beauty.

Another portrait. In this one Bronte bears a vague ressemblance to her character Jane Eyre (of the first portrait) .

To be continued...