London, 1925
Am curled up with Sunday, our marmalade kitty, after a day of hard work on my website. Spent hours polishing and uploading photos and artwork to the gallery. Realized I haven’t been as organized as I should have been about taking photos of events. And rediscovered my love of designing pictures to depict a character who has yet to tell his or her story. Yawn! Should go to sleep now.
Above, by the way, is a study of London. She was at the height of her fame in 1925, a party girl if ever there was one, when she posed for this shot.
She was also a spy.
If the diary she left behind is to be believed, London did more damage than Mata-Hari, and lived to write about it.
