'Neither in environment nor heredity can I find the exact instrument that fashioned me, the anonymous roller that pressed upon my life a certain intricate watermark whose unique design becomes visible when the lamp of art is made to shine through life's foolscap.' -- Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory
Friday, December 10, 2010
More work on the labyrinth
It's developing slowly. The hot glue that I'm using makes me dizzy if I use it for too long at a time - even in a well ventilated room - so I'm taking lots of breaks.
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