Szamanka

Nightmare

Broken glass under my feet and bees in my hair and water running under the door frames and shifting identities and we were slowly coming to the conclusion that we were in this film...only we didn't eat the glass we gathered it up and we stepped on it and as I shook the bees from my hair they landed, dead, on the glass, in the water. Horrific.

In dreams, continued

In dreams

Chimerism

It was really nothing

Sing, O Nostalgia

Crush

Théâtre des Vampires

A poor trait of the artist

Leonard Cohen: I'm Your Man

Moitié légume moitié mec

You choose

Nymph

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For relaxing times...

make it Suntory times.

Meetings with Remarkable Cats

Robin. The neighborhood mystic.

The Painter's Pets

"...There are five [cats] in this picture, even more in the room. In fact every stray is welcome, and gets as good a feed of milk as ever he had...



Spare’s hobby is the occult. “By turning my head involuntarily” he announces. “I can always see my alter ego, familiars or the gang of elementals that partly constitute my being.”"

--Leader Magazine, January 3, 1948