Tag Archives: Sinful Sunday

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Sex, Drugs, & Rock’n’Roll

As many of you know, a few weeks ago I helped Molly and Dom Signs judge the Triptych competition. My apologies to everyone for not going around and commenting! but hopefully this Sinful Sunday, which you all inspired, will help make up for that.

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Surrealish

Surrealish Sometimes the dark parts of myself are intangible; inexplicable, indescribable. In these moments all I can do is attempt to create something that feels similar, though it rarely makes intellectual or visual sense. Make of it what you will.

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Broken Glass

Taken in the broken glass at the unfinished and desolate Windrush Hotel. With thanks to Molly and Signs for taking me there.

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Janus

Janus, n. (1508) 1. The name of an ancient Italian deity, regarded as the doorkeeper of heaven, as guardian of doors and gates, and as presiding over the entrance upon or beginning of things; represented with

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Feral

Taken at the same time as Sprawl. Since I took them I’ve grown increasingly fond of the coiled tension in this photograph.

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Torment

I’ve already told you: the only way to a woman’s heart is along the path of torment. I know none other as sure. - Marquis de Sade

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Sprawl

After a year of publicly yearning for my tail, it would be remiss of me not to show you what all the fuss was about.