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Happy belated (is it belated already where you live??) birthday, @the-flame-and-hawks-eye!!

…wait, we don’t even know each other, you say? Haha, oh boy, now it gets embarrassing. So basically I saw all the amazing birthday wishes yesterday on your blog (mostly because of @mellorad‘s great art which was posted at 4am my time yesterday and I didn’t want to sleep) and I liked some because they were so nice and YOU SAW, and YOU FOLLOWED MY PERSONAL BLOG. And I felt so BAD for not also wishing you happy birthday, even though we haven’t really talked ever. So here you go, have this tiny royai doodle (because I heard you liked angst, otherwise this might be a rather unfitting birthday drawing oh god I am sorry) and all the best for your next year!!!! 

I drew this pic of roger like last year but forgot to post it so I’m doing it now!! I literally can’t even tell if it looks bad anymore… maybe don’t compare it to the real pic too much

Sometimes [Cecil Collins] could read your mind. One day, we had a very beautiful young girl called Alex Kingston. She in an actress now. She had beautiful skin, a beautiful shape and made beautiful movements. She was sitting in the centre of the tables before we started and I had a strong urge to touch her skin. At that moment Cecil, who was sitting in the corner as usual, said, ‘Take a good look, then put your hand up and imagine your hand is following the body downwards.’ I did this and felt that body. It was amazing and probably he got the same feeling as well. Everybody followed her body with their hand and, because she was in the middle of the room, everybody did this from a different angle. From where I was sitting, she had her beautiful back to me and my hand could sense the feeling of her hair, her neck, along her shoulder, down her back to the waist and downwards. It was very, very subtle this sensation as I moved my hand up and down. That feeling was holy; it was a worship of beauty. I drew very well that day and I understood much better my true feelings about beauty.
—  Lei Lei Qu, from In Celebration of Cecil Collins: Visionary Artist and Educator (2008), ed. Nomi Rowe