"Farewell to you, sirs, she imagined herself crying, farewell to your London, for she was a 'prentice adventuress now, sworn and true..."
(Gibson & Sterling: The Difference Engine).
She finds herself stalking the cobbled streets of old Edinburgh town with the great buildings towering above and the gaslights showing her the way. This daring woman, this adventuress, shows no shame in exposing both ankle and calf.
It is not long before the whisky sets in and she is bound to reveal even more of her wicked self. The wintry chill of this February eve shows in her face. Her nose and cheeks are flushed with excitement. She presses on in the dark, stink filled alleys of the north...
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Cherry Says:
The photographs pasted within are scans from the roll of film exposed by the Holga I carried while on this particular wee adventure. Holgagraphy by nature is low-fi and imperfect and thus it is reflected in the set. In other words, don't expect perfect digital photography in this one!
I wanted to thank AnnaLee for all her help too xx.