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29 June 2015

25 June 2015

19 June 2015

cardigan guardian guarding the garden again

16 June 2015

11 June 2015

09 June 2015

04 June 2015

02 June 2015

29 May 2015

14 May 2015

12 May 2015

18 February 2015

05 February 2015

31 January 2015

30 January 2015

21 January 2015

09 January 2015

"It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs."

"How can I describe my emotions at this catastrophe, or how delineate the wretch whom with such infinite pains and care I had endeavoured to form? His limbs were in proportion, and I had selected his features as beautiful. Beautiful!--Great God! His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; but these luxuriances only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same colour as the dun white sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight black lips."

06 January 2015

Space. Time. Routine.

05 January 2015

Really digging this Leunig feller.