Gibberings
Dad told me never to use XTREE when he wasn’t in the room.
January 5, 2009 ~ 10:48:05 PM * -08:00ST
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Log # 226
New on Etsy: Toxine
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=7565107
“I attended a large comprehensive in Notting Hill. Staring at my book, flushed and intent, I’d discern, not a line of algebra or a spelling exercise, but a confusion of limbs lit by a shaft of light from the eaves. Dressed for her first ball, her blood-red gown was emblematic of her martyrdom. The lips too, and fingernails long as a mandarin’s, were incarnadined, so her body seemed one sensuous wound. But her eyes were not those of a victim. They were murderous. Green, and made of a luminous enamel, they glowed catlike in the gloom. She smelled of cat, her perfume the musty, electric scent of damp streets and brief couplings. A choker, half-obscured by inky locks, proclaimed her name. It would appear in my school books, on my desktop, on playground walls; and I would taste it upon my tongue as I ran home each evening to the sanctuary of the attic, to the hours between supper and bed. Toxine, Toxine, Toxine.”
“Toxine” by Richard Calder: http://www.fantasticmetropolis.com/i/toxine/
Printed on deliciously thick and fluffy archival matte paper with jewel-toned inks, hermetically sealed in cardboard, signed, numbered, shipped with a hand-crafted artist trading card.
8.5 x 11″
