I have a Flickr stream, if you're hoping...
Keep your eyes peeled open, andalusian style... something wicked this way comes...
O my friends! there is a certain perversity than which no other nourishment is tastier; drawn thither by Nature... if for a moment Reason's cold hand waves us back, Lust's fingers bear the dish towards us again, and thereafter we can no longer do without that fare.
Justine, Juliette, O, Simone, Marcelle, Severin, Fanny, Sophia... what more do you want?
The owl mask provides our cover as we move, effortlessly, through realms of pleasure, frigging ourselves deliriously on the totem poles of dead religions.
Something is beginning, is fruiting, swelling with new life in the dark kernel of a hidden seed. Pigs dig for truffles in the forests of our darkest fairytales: do you dare descend to snuffle with them?