Here is the entire book, you can read it all online. But I also noticed as I was documenting the pages that taking pieces of many of the pictures out of context yielded fascinating results. The following is a selection of extreme closeups from my book.
itchy red balloons by sandpaperdaisy
nightmare, easter morning by sandpaperdaisy
This quote from Myra Hindley struck me. (She ripped off Yeats.) She tried to justify the Moors Murders as an attempt to explore the foul rag and bone shop cellars of her mind. I found the phrase (and her appropriation of it) to be suitably disgusting for her.
foul rag and bone shop cellars by sandpaperdaisy
gee tee 001 by sandpaperdaisy
No collages for the past couple of days due to Life Happening.
Apologetically I offer you Betty White (Golden Girls, Lake Placid, etc) in bondage gear. This is an original work, done for a friend, and since it does not belong anywhere else it shall have its home here in Mute Elation.