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The Woman in White

We’re watching it again. And I’d forgotten how much it gets under one’s skin. I see Laura’s face in my dreams and when I meditate. Well, the actress who plays her, that is. And yet, it is Marian who I most relate to. Though I lack her courage. It a mish-mash of gothic horror and suspense, but nonetheless compelling for it. These films are my escapes. And, for now, they are enough.

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.