Well, Irene has come and gone, proving herself to be something between hype and hell, but she did leave an impact on our area. The result, Gentle Visitor, is that there will be a slight delay in the second half of our "Saturday Night At The Seance" post. But don't you dare succumb to despair. The spirits may not be here yet, but this is a spirited offering of another kind. A collage of some online images that caught our attention as we were cavorting around the web this week. As always, thanks for visiting us. And please don't forget to lock the door behind yourself when you go. There have been reports of steam punk zombies roaming the area.
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Somehow we just can't look away. Seen at www.modernedition.com/art-articles |
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They didn't want to see each other anymore.
Seen at www.independent.co.uk/multimedia/dynamic |
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Lamp shades among nightshade. |
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Pre-Hitler swastika swank |
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How sweet. Someone's great gran rolling a joint! |
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The French and their dirty little minds!
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Black British flappers corner the market on fringe
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Night clocks in Vienna |
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And when the hour strikes, it must be hell |
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This horror is available on eBay |
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But who could live with it in the same house? |
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What if they had all been the same height? |
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Yer can have yer pugs, yer lap dogs, yer retrievers and yer Goldens,
but we'll stick with the best. You are beautiful, Cleo! |
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We wanted you then, Mr. Dylan.... |
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And we must admit, we want you now. |
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We're sorry. We just have a thing for clocks. |
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Good night, Irene. You're a real bitch. |
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