Around us, the stars continued their silent march, as orderly as a great flock of sheep; and, at times, it seemed to me that one of these stars, the loveliest and the brightest, having lost her way, had come to lie on my shoulder in order to sleep ...

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Around us, the stars continued their silent march, as orderly as a great flock of sheep; and, at times, it seemed to me that one of these stars, the loveliest and the brightest, having lost her way, had come to lie on my shoulder in order to sleep ...

Edward Ardizzone (1900-1979)

Price

SOLD

Signed

Inscribed 'The Stars' below mount

Medium

Ink

Dimensions

4 ½ x 5 ½ inches

Illustrated

Alphonse Daudet, Letters from my Windmill, London: Penguin Books, 1978, page 76, 'the Stars. A Provençal Shepherds Tale'

Exhibited

'The Human Touch: The Art of Edward Ardizzone', Chris Beetles Gallery, London, April-May 2025

'Around us the starts continued their silent march, as orderly as a great flock of sheep; and, at times, it seemed to me that one of these stars, the loveliest and the brightest, having lost her way, had come to lie on my shoulder in order to sleep…' page 76

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