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"Imagine a reality, which advanced 150 years down a different path... A world where the technological revolution never happened, electricity and internet combustion engines were never mastered, and yet, industry and innovation rose to meet the wants and needs of civilization.Think of something you're passionate about and picture what it might be like in this world, explore that subject through a narrative and allow the story to reflect a critical perspective. That's SteamPunk." So, Steampunk Originals Vol I is about to be released in the UK on Feb 4th. You can buy it from: Amazon WHSmiths Forbidden Planet (and preorder Vol II) And comixol

Two whoooole years??! Man, I've been slacking. So, this picturesque place I moved to, where as it is indeed 'picturesque', it is also very small. So, not much photography going on really except for the recent pictures of the Church. I could hunt down the 'famous' white squirrel, but unless it does magic tricks and wears a small hat I'm guessing that it's not really going to make for good art. I would take photos of the local chavs who, obviously cut off from the real world, have stuck to the true magazine stereotype of baby with a fag-ash cradle cap and language that would shame Roy Chubby Brown. But then they may also follow the stereotyp

So, Friday morning I got up at 4:30 despite having a summer cold and being 6 months pregnant and headed to Salisbury Plane. I took 500 pictures of a bunch of stones while swearing under my breath at the hippies that seemed to want to act like limpits in some kind of weird stone-hugging ritual. I've managed to narrow them down to about 10 pictures that I liked (and stuck to the promise I made to myself of not editing a single one). After that we went for breakfast in Salisbury, and then on to the cathedral where, unfortunately, I only pulled off a few shots before my cold got the better of me and my eyes got a little bit blurry. I decided to