Ben & Shayna Crawford:
K is for...
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
Through a glass darkly II
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
Where do the children play?
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
A brooding lot of dilapidated bricks and mortar...
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
Up and at 'em Mr. Crawford
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
Rauschenberg's room
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
Don't...
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
"I've had women along on past exploits and found them to be, at best, a distraction."
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
This meat has surely been used for soup
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
He was referring to the fresco of the "Ascension of St. John."
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
"Hard in life, hard in death. Go out into the sunshine, little boy, and kiss your hand to the sun, for that is where you ought to be. Intolerable bishop!"
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
It's so obvious they should have the rooms. There's nothing else to say.
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
I too was once a madman
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
Through these frowning walls and dark window openings it was not likely that my voice could penetrate.
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
She promised us south rooms with a view close together, instead of which here are north rooms, looking into a courtyard, and a long way apart. Oh, Lucy!
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads, to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
from whose tall black windows came no ray of light,and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
Blush Response
Ben & Shayna Crawford:
Hell's Kitchen