31 May 2010
Miss Latour's look
She studied the effect carefully before putting it on display
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY FIVE.
30 May 2010
Passing by
Each recognised something familiar in the other
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY FOUR.
29 May 2010
Visualisation
Think big, cook big, isn't it?
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY THREE.
28 May 2010
Lionfeet
The only good tents have ears on top
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY TWO.
27 May 2010
Masked
How she had become the darling of international hot rod racing
was something of a mystery to her
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY ONE.
26 May 2010
Crisp indicators
Icy droplets. And her face felt like brittle, glossy paper.
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY.
25 May 2010
Dancing on thumbtacks
They practised day after day
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY NINE.
24 May 2010
Birds, buildings
Or birds' buildings
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT.
23 May 2010
Regardez-moi
Avoiding the urge to deploy puns
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY SEVEN.
22 May 2010
Carton characters
Packaging with hidden depths
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY SIX.
21 May 2010
Face carriers
Artists of the removalist fraternity
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY FIVE.
Canvasland
Canvasland was a resolutely cheerful place
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY FOUR. Resolutely continuing the daily image challenge.
19 May 2010
Square Peg
Square Peg was content with her arrangement
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY THREE.
18 May 2010
Phantom cat
Phantom cat sat in the phantom cat door
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY TWO.
17 May 2010
Radiance
Her radiance was electrically assisted
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY ONE.
16 May 2010
Gentle men's outfitters
Helping to take ambivalence out of the equation
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY.
15 May 2010
Mr Turtleneck
Mr Turtleneck receives his daily moisture treatment
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY NINE.
14 May 2010
Anachronistic shrubbery
Something about the garden was just a little out of kilter
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY EIGHT.
13 May 2010
Tentative dancers
They moved cautiously, especially near the intimidating decor
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SEVEN.
12 May 2010
Underground pencil
A postcard from the edges of the edges
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SIX.
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