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Ten Seconds On A Foggy Night / Group 3

Curiosity Killed These Cats

View fullsize He owed it to himself to seduce her (front)
View fullsize Neither mawkish nor sentimental (front)
View fullsize Neither mawkish nor sentimental (back)
View fullsize Here at last was his chance of adventure (front)
View fullsize Here at last was his chance of adventure (back)
View fullsize Carefully, as if it were something that had a life of its own (front)
View fullsize Carefully, as if it were something that had a life of its own (back)
View fullsize The thought of returning no more (front)
View fullsize The thought of returning no more (front)
View fullsize He made his own experience into a general rule
View fullsize The forming of a pattern out of the manifold (back)
View fullsize The forming of a pattern out of the manifold (front)
View fullsize So would a man speak if he was cold with fear (front)
View fullsize Beginning to take a more deliberate interest in humanity (front)
View fullsize The forming of a pattern out of the manifold (back)
View fullsize   30"x22", screenprint and pochoir on paper
View fullsize He could depend on her pity (back)
View fullsize His impulse was to go to her (front)
View fullsize He could depend on her pity (back)
View fullsize He made his mind up to throw himself on her mercy (front)
View fullsize He made his mind up to throw himself on her mercy (back)
View fullsize The picture's beauty notwithstanding (front)
View fullsize The picture's beauty notwithstanding (back)
View fullsize She vanished into the vast anonymous mess (front)
View fullsize She vanished into the vast anonymous mess (back)
View fullsize If it was bad I can accept no censure (front)
View fullsize If it was bad I can accept no censure (back)
View fullsize He sought for beauty consciously (front)
View fullsize He sought for beauty consciously (back)
View fullsize He liked her much better in the evening than in the morning (front)
View fullsize He liked her much better in the evening than in the morning (back)
View fullsize Aiming at something he did not quite fully grasp (front)
View fullsize Aiming at something he did not quite fully grasp (back)
View fullsize She gave him a flash of her dark fine eyes (front)
View fullsize She gave him a flash of her dark fine eyes (back)