Everyone was tired, as usual, everyone's eyes had grown heavy overnight, everyone was chilled, everyone's face was pale yellow, matching the color of the fog...Fyodor Dostoevsky: The Idiot
Lizaveta Prokofyevna (1926/2015)
Everyone was tired, as usual, everyone's eyes had grown heavy overnight, everyone was chilled, everyone's face was pale yellow, matching the color of the fog...Fyodor Dostoevsky: The Idiot
Lizaveta Prokofyevna (1926/2015)
General Bertie
Found photograph, June, 2014
Copyright © Tennyson Woodbridge, 1963 to present. All appropriation rights reserved
Ava Vale
25 May, 2014; digital assembly of painting from 2011 (acrylic and photograph on antique mirror)
Copyright © Tennyson Woodbridge, 1963 to present. All appropriation rights reserved
11 May, 2014
Wilfred bore a son, Reginald Prescott, who would wed happily. Moments before his death at South Hadley.
Wilford Prescott; Found photograph + narrative prose, September, 2012
Mr. Gurd would eventually cut his smoking in half
...7 september, 2012
...October, 2012
Falling back on his better judgement, the Reverend Efrem Wentworth Brightly collapsed in mid-speech...
It was ne'er the tragedy, so becoming today, where men wept with but stoic fury. Having laid to rest their epidemic fate…
Leland Thankful Smith, 16 May, 1863
Narrative prose with found ambrotype, 2014
Jules and Daphné were rarely seen apart.
7 September, 2012