The lovely fasterpussycat was kind enough to send me a wonderful bit of post. I now have one of her stunning Virginia Woolf prints. It lives, at present, above my curios cabinet, facing the a print of Tilda Swinton with antlers in her hair made for me by cynical_ghost. Once I find it a worthy frame, however, I may put it above my typewriter with Whitney's mounted bugs. She sent a small collage piece including legs and fish, and a rather infamous book about a modern dandy and rent boy. She also sent a marvellous bit of Victorian technology: a stereoscope, one of those lenses that allows one to focus on two photographs taken of the same image from slightly different angles, causing the picture to appear to be three-dimensional. The photograph in question is of a seated young man, quite naked and playing the violin. I was almost disconcerted to find that he's my type exactly: lithe and distracted. He's delicious, Tamara. You know me well. Thank you ever so much!