Sinful Sunday: Polaroid…
‘Every Polaroid snap seemed like an event in itself.’
– Peter Buse
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Sinful Sunday: The Bottom…
‘I don’t like you, I love you. You’re a portent for me, a sign. I’ve always lived by signs.’
– Iris Murdoch, Henry and Cato
Sinful Sunday: Starry…
‘Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at the stars because we are human?’
– Neil Gaiman, Stardust
Sinful Sunday: Fold…
‘Nothing is set in stone. A bird can be refolded into a boat, a fish, a kimono, or any other extravagant vision. At other times it aches to return to its original folds.’
– Tor Udall, A Thousand Paper Birds
Sinful Sunday: Hand mirror…
‘Touch has a memory’
– John Keats
Sinful Sunday: Into the fire…
‘Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.’
– Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Sinful Sunday: She’ll be wearing pink pyjamas…
‘She’ll be wearing pink pyjamas when she comes…’
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‘Faith reveals the potential.’
– Toba Bita, Master of Stupidity
Sinful Sunday: Black and white…
‘The world is in color, you have to work at black and white.’
– Andrew Maclean
Sinful Sunday: Caves…
‘We are not meant to spend the rest of our lives underground. We need to go home and tell a strange story that no one will believe.’
– Courtney M. Privett, Cavelost