“Mouth at the worm’s ear, Father said: We have loved each other, dear Willie, but now, for reasons we cannot understand, that bond has been broken. But our bond can never be broken. As long as I live, you will always be with me, child. Then let out a sob” George Saunders, Lincoln in the… Continue reading On Fathers, Sons and ‘The Prince of Egypt’
Category: Museum
On the Paintings of Rouen
I've been writing a bit about painting recently. Oddly enough, it actually took a couple of years of writing this blog to get going on painting analysis; I started writing mainly about film, literature, and other assorted cultural ephemera (lesbian vampires); I would continue making my own work in watercolour and oils, but painting remained outside my writing.
Sertraline Dreams 