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Things have a way of piling up.

Like papers beside a comfortable chair. Like comments. I know the papers collect - I didn't know about the comments. I thought I was just going through a quiet phase, and people were occupied elsewhere... and then I happened to look at my spam filter and found all kinds of wonderful observations and responses. They should all be posted now - thank you so much, and so sorry for the delay. (And now I should probably do something about the papers as well, but I think I'll leave them for a weekend project.)


I know paper piles can get out of control easily enough. On the other hand, sometimes I see people's houses, with nothing lying round anywhere, and to me it looks like no one actualy lives there.

love all those drawings and how you stage them in the page greatwork



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