Dearest Gwen, I know this letter to you is an artifice. I know you are dead and that I’m alive and that no usual communication is possible between us but, as my mother used to say, “Time is a strange substance” and who knows really, with our time-bound comprehension of the world, whether there might be some channel by which we can speak to each other, if we only knew how. — Celia Paul*
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*Celia Paul, Letters to Gwen John (New York: New York Review Books, 2022).
From top: Celia Paul, 2019, London studio, photograph by Antonio Olmos, courtesy and © the photographer and Victoria Miro; Celia Paul, Letters to Gwen Paul (2022), page layout, courtesy and © Celia Paul and New York Review Books; Celia Paul, Letters to Gwen Paul, cover courtesy and © New York Review Books; Olivia Laing, photograph by Sophie Davidson, courtesy and © the photographer and Olivia Laing.