Nearly forgotten but glorious art, envisionings and historical oddments from the back corners of the internet
Imperial Russian punch bowls with a wine cistern that snuck in somehow. Maybe they just emptied the vodka into it and called it punch . . .who can tell. . .
On a voyage to see how much mileage I can get from the creative ability and eye for images that my family thought was useless. On line art curator, fiction writer and now blogger. Historian's daughter. Follow me . . .even I have no idea where I'm going next.
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