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We’re Back! With Wombats

The Arbiters of Style apologize for being MIA yesterday; we were all a little peakèd after the New York Is Book Country show on Sunday. (One of us may even have taken the day off.) We hope that, in our absence, your Monday didn’t suffer from a catastrophic deficiency of style. Just in case, we’ll do our best between now and Friday to boost your reserves with a double infusion.

Though tiring, the NYIBC show was a happy success. Books were sold, catalogs were distributed, mini-art kits and dinosaur finger puppets were tossed to the masses (and a few hoarded for ourselves). Christmas in September! We also reveled in the sultry late-summer sunshine, the graceful Central Park greenery, the crisp smell of new books heralding the crisp autumn weather soon to come…sorry, Book Country brings out the nostalgic patriot in us.

Anyway, it’s good to be back, and to make up for our absence, we’d like to share with you one last Australia photo that Arbiter of Style Lauren has been keeping up her sleeve. Its subject dovetails nicely with that of our Dante Gabriel Rossetti post from a couple of weeks ago (which, to answer our commenter Sara, we swear we were not making up). Yes, folks, it’s a wombat. Eat your heart out—he certainly is.

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Death of a Wombat

Not long ago, Arbiter of Style Megan was editing our soon-to-be-reprinted monograph Rossetti—as in Dante Gabriel Rossetti, the Pre-Raphaelite painter/poet—when she came across the following sketch, created to honor the passing of the artist’s pet wombat:

Apparently Rossetti kept many exotic beasts as pets over the course of his life, but he reserved a special place in his heart for wombats. He even wrote a quatrain, called “Death of a Wombat,” to accompany the drawing:

“I never reared a young Wombat

To glad me with his pin-hole eye,

But when he most was sweet and fat

And tail-less, he was sure to die!”

On the basis of this work, we think Dante Gabriel Rossetti may be the greatest artist—and the greatest tragic poet—we’ve ever come across.

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