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Picture portraits in a small photo, generations on a great hall's walls. Prominent people of the past, lives emptied out in a room now empty, but still present in its patinated patterns. Like pretend gods they covet their ill-gotten goods, while the room fills with artisan phantoms, championing their creative crafts, charming the furnishings they fashioned. Their lives survive only in their works, some unattributed, unfamed but unshamed.
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 10:32 AM UTC
A Photo of Charlecote Great Hall
Picture portraits in a small photo, generations on a great hall's walls. Prominent people of the past, lives emptied out in a room now empty, but still present in its patinated patterns. Like pretend gods they covet their ill-gotten goods, while the room fills with artisan phantoms, championing their creative crafts, charming the furnishings they fashioned. Their lives survive only in their works, some unattributed, unfamed but unshamed.
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 10:32 AM UTC
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