Dickens saw London with dirty eyes. Colored by the Industrial Revolution's residual grime, his vision was thick with haze and factory smoke. He portrayed London's hovels, its drinking dens and shipyards, lodging houses and debtors' prisons, with hard-won insight. The author crept through London's

Photographer, writer, & hedonist born in Lisbon Portugal, currently living in Toronto Canada. Earned a degree for looking at paintings of beautiful naked ladies (among other things). Enjoys tea, plums, rosewater, french tunes, smut, saints, and age gaps. Suffers from bibliophilia and cineph

   I create visual material using both human and other living and still subjects as references. My compositions  of persons and human activity seek to achieve distinctive figurative identities through reference to both other organic elements and artificial material in various p