The dark encroaches earlier and the temperatures drop. September heralds autumnal change. This time last year I was already battening down by spending more evenings in with the creaking heating, baking and feeling the quiet life.
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as the Gothic Mermaid in Act II I siren from a fathomless sea The kelp forest undulates to pulse. in Act II I am a Gothic Mermaid my sequined scales swish side-to-side I am suspended by a cable. — J. W. Waterhouse (1849 – 1917) submitted “A Mermaid” to the Royal Academy as hisContinue reading “In Performance”