Page 13 and 14 (Hi-Res)

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I expect to be making pages 13 and 14 publicly available (at lower resolution) soon. 

Page 12

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One cannot read Shakespeare’s Sonnets coherently without understanding the framing story, which is based on Arthur Golding’s translation of the story of Narcissus and Echo from Ovid’s Metamorphoses.

"So had he mocked this wretched Nymph and many more besides,
That lived in the waters, Woods, and groves, or Mountains.
So had he mocked many men. Of which one, unhappy
To find himself thwarted so, raised his hands to Heaven,
And said : I pray to God that he may feel fierce Cupid's fire
As I do now, but not the joy of what he desires.
The Goddesse Ramnuse (who takes vengeance on wicked people)
Agreed to his fair request out of pity."

Page 12 (Hi-Res)

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Breast Reduction (Hi-Res)

My apologies for the lack of updates lately, there's been quite a lot going on these days. It's been a year of pandemic conditions already, I wonder at what point we'll get used to "the new normal"...

One thing we have managed to get done was resolve an issue that came up during the production of page 11 - our nymphs have been drawn a little too busty and it didn't feel natural. 

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Page 11

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One cannot read Shakespeare’s Sonnets coherently without understanding the framing story, which is based on Arthur Golding’s translation of the story of Narcissus and Echo from Ovid’s Metamorphoses.

"Yet love still sticks to her heart, through which she daily raves
The more for the sorrow of being repulsed.
Through restless strain and worry
Her body wastes away to skin and bone, and becomes wondrously bare.
The blood vanishes into the air from out of her veins,
And nothing is left but voice and bones: the voice yet still remains:
Her bones they say were turned to stones"

Page 11 (Hi-Res)

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One cannot read Shakespeare’s Sonnets coherently without understanding the framing story, which is based on Arthur Golding’s translation of the story of Narcissus and Echo from Ovid’s Metamorphoses.

Rejection.