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Literature and art continually linked aspects of my parents’ lives; my father mentions my mother’s drawings in his last collection of poems, Birthday Letters. In his poem “Your Paris” he directly refers to my mother drawing the Paris roofs, a traffic bollard, a bottle, and him, too. In 1958, by which time my parents had moved to the US to work, a letter from ARTnews asked my mother for a poem on art; as a result she wrote eight poems inspired by the works of three of her favourite artists: Klee, Rousseau and De Chirico. On 22 March 1958, in another letter to her mother, she wrote: “I’ve discovered my deepest source of inspiration, which is art: the art of the primitives like Henri Rousseau, Gauguin, Paul Klee and De Chirico.
Frieda Hughes, Lines of beauty: the art of Sylvia Plath | Books | The Observer
thanks to Geordie Williamson at forestofwords for this link.