I stumbled upon the gorgeously detailed work of William Morris (1834-1896) the other day. I recognized it as if from my childhood but I wasn’t quite sure where from. Maybe the inside of an old book, a hotel wall paper, or my grandmas pillows, I have no idea. But wherever the nostalgia is coming from, these colors and patterns give me a warm, enchanting feeling that I want to dive into.I love the names too. “The Strawberry Thief” “Dragons and Peacocks” “Cabbage and Vine tapestry” “Tulip and Willow”So I was going all smooshy over how much I loved his art, then I looked William Morris up on wikipedia. He’s also a poet and writer and an Oxford grad. And get this: CS Lewis and JR Tolkien name his work as one of their greatest influences! Including the stone table, a King Peter, Shadowfax, and Gandalf. I love that! I love that I was delighted by someone’s creations who was an influence for two of my greatest influences. I feel as though I’ve tapped an essence of art. Inspiration and beauty begets inspiration and beauty.