Wordless Wednesday: Emil Brack, Serviermädchen

Emil Brack - Serviermädchen
Emil Brack [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons


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Leenie Brown fell in love with Jane Austen's works when she first read Sense and Sensibility followed immediately by Pride and Prejudice in her early teens. As the second of five daughters and an avid reader, she has always loved to see where her imagination takes her and to play with and write about the characters she meets along the way. In 2013, these two loves collided when she stumbled upon the world of Jane Austen Fan Fiction. A year later, in 2014, she began writing her own Austen-inspired stories and began publishing them in 2015. Leenie lives in Nova Scotia, Canada with her two teenage boys and her very own Mr. Brown (a wonderful mix of all the best of Darcy, Bingley and Edmund with healthy dose of the teasing Mr. Tillney and just a dash of the scolding Mr. Knightley).

2 thoughts on “Wordless Wednesday: Emil Brack, Serviermädchen”

  1. Absolutely gorgeous. The colors, the perspective, the story it tells. Her lovely face has seen entirely too much life, and she looks exhausted, wary, polite, and there is just a little amusement mixed with a bit of servile contempt. Does she work in a coaching house? A modest home like the Bennets? If she worked for them, it would totally explain the expression. 🙂 I love her hair, the simple but well constructed dress, and let’s not forget the silver tray and the lovely tea/coffee set. As a child I adored them and collected them. As an adult, I have a Keurig and whichever mug I can grab when the urge strikes. We just got a late and moderately heavy snowfall, so I am grabbing green tea, English Breakfast, spicy Chai, or hot chocolate. Whichever pops out when I grab a K-cup out of the bowl. Why yes I am disorganized, thanks for asking! Another lovely painting by yet another amazing artist I had not heard of. You are certainly expanding our horizons. This is way cooler than my high school art appreciation courses. I can’t remember her name, (Sister Charlotte?) but the nun who taught us never made it past the Renaissance. She had a wonderfully flat and round face that Brueghel would have painted, and spoke in a deep, lisping monotone. She loved Giotto, Caravaggio, Michelangelo, Raphael, and people like that. We had to take it every year, and every year it was the same class. We not so secretly ate M&Ms and passed rude notes predicting the next sentence. By the third year, we were pretty good at it. We were even better at sneaking out the back door… What dreadful little savages we were! I didn’t really discover art until I met my husband. I used to pore over his books and textbooks, and go to the museums with him. He used to do paintings just for me that I loved. Some I still have, and quite a few left home when my kids did. Anyway I love your choices, and always look forward to seeing what Wednesday brings. Thank you.

    1. Oh, what a lovely thing for your husband to do! And the story about the art class made me chuckle. I used to read magazines inside my notebook in math class, so I understand the need to “liven up” the material. 🙂 I love looking at art pieces like this one that capture expressions and life so well. There is nothing flat and lifeless about this piece which is probably what drew me to it. That and her expression does seem to hold a story behind it, and I admit to always looking for the story in everything 🙂 I always have.

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