Alfred: Jarry

With Alfred Vallette thrown in there just for good measure.

Alfred: Lord Tennyson

"And moving thro' a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear.
There she sees the highway near
Winding down to Camelot:
There the river eddy whirls,
And there the surly village-churls,
And the red cloaks of market girls,
Pass onward from Shalott."

-- The Lady of Shalott


Photograph by Charles Dodgson.

Alfred: of Stephano

Cat Party

Featuring: Flaubert, books, Isabelle...

Post-Most Stressful Semester of my Academic Life:

Heartbreakers

So contrary to popular opinion, I do actually listen to other music besides Morrissey. Infrequently at best, but still.

Pas ta Physique

Melencolia I, Dürer 1514.

L'histoire d'une de mes folies

Discerning Cats

I'm pretty sure I read somewhere that cats love obscure French literature. Although, to be fair, Isabelle is reading an English translation. Scarlett requires her Proust untranslated. I respect that.

A Shyness that is Criminally Vulgar

During finals week my eternal crush on Morrissey seems to intensify. As does my love of New Wave (do.not.judge). ...As does my desire to clean my entire house, cook, knit, make tea...Hm. Procrastination? Perhaps. Ah, life!


Reporter: Did you hear t.A.T.u.'s version of "How Soon Is Now?"
Morissey: Yes, it was magnificent. Absolutely. Again, I don't know much about them.
Reporter: They are teenage Russian lesbians.
Morissey: Well, aren't we all?

Synge

Isis

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