Our Space in a Virtual Place

 
April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.

T.S. Eliot (18881965)


(If you feel inclined to scribble something,
well, there's always):
The Guestbook

Choose your media:

Pages

Pixel

Productions

People

Pages (The Dark Corner)

Photos

Movies

People (Us, actually)

A collection of sundry and unimportant writings.

Pictures disguised as boring family photo album.

Cinema de Ian's Dad Films

The faces of the Place and the stuff they do. Like it matters to you.

What stuff you see here will often change.