My office reeks of an ancient mustiness which emanates from a 1937 hardback copy of "The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam" I got in the mail yesterday. It has some nicely colored illustrations in an art-nouveau style but more than that, the book has suddenly become a very likely candidate for alteration. It has a sturdy binding and is just the right size. I think the couplets of poetry could be clipped to make some nice text to accompany the alteration I would be doing.
But alas, I am dull today.
Friday, June 17, 2005
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