"Study me then, you who shall lovers be At the next world, that is, at the next spring ; For I am every dead thing, In whom Love wrought new alchemy. For his art did express A quintessence even from nothingness, From dull privations, and lean emptiness ; He ruin'd me, and I am re-begot Of absence, darkness, deathâ€â€things which are not." -John Donne
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Hot off the easel, a Saturday bonus page, as promised. A simple enough concept, if time-consuming: Viator, his daughter, and fiddly bits that tend to suggest the artist's fascination with curvilinear forms. Believe it or not that design went through at least 5 distinct variations before it evolved to what you see here, and all since the wee hours of Thursday morning, when this particular delusion of grandeur began. No, I don't have a problem with deadlines, why do you ask?
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