Vanitas Still Life

Vanitas Still LifeJohn Constable Wivenhoe ParkJohn Constable The White Horse
The apothecary who does medicine over in Chambly’s got a skelington on a hook with all wire to hold the bones together,’ said the child, with the air of one imparting information gained after diligent research.
I DON’T HAVE WIRES.
‘There’s a difference between alive skelingtons and dead ones?’
YES.
‘It’s a dead skelington he’s got then, is it?’
YES.
‘What was inside someone?’
YES.
‘Ur. ’
MY WORD.
The horizon was given another inspection.
‘D’you know,’ she said, ‘d’you know . . . it’s Friday.’
YES.Yuk.’The child stared distantly at the landscape for a while and then said, ‘I’ve got new socks.’YES?‘You can look, if you like.’A grubby foot was extended for inspection.WELL, WELL. FANCY THAT. NEW SOCKS.‘My mum knitted them out of sheep.
‘I found a spoon.’