Saturday 28 January 2012

72

All out for 72...Changing times...

Wednesday 18 January 2012

Wednesday 4 January 2012

the professor's common room

“To enter the room from the Professors' corridor was to suffer an extraordinary change of atmosphere, no less sudden than if a swimmer in clear white water were suddenly to find himself struggling to keep afloat in a bay of soup. Not only was the air fuscous with a mixture of smells, including stale tobacco, dry chalk, rotten wood, ink, alcohol and, above all, imperfectly cured leather, but the general colour of the room was a transcription of the other smells, for the walls were of horsehide, the dreariest of browns, relieved only by the scattered and dully twinkling heads of drawing pins”

Mervin Peake, Gormenghast, part 2, chapter 10

Thinking about Milan









War and peace




The castello sforzesco and I think a charriot of peace.