Greetings fellow revellers,

I am something of an itinerant and my appearances in Lemuria are somewhat irregular but I usually return with tales of afar, photos, collages or words. I have just returned from more journeying but more about that in another time and another place. I have brought with me two pictures to hang on the walls of the tavern (courtesy of the French postal system).

The first one is called “sleep”

and the second one is called “the sleeping muse”

I feel sure that, with all the creative stimuli I can feel floating in the air around me, it will not be long before there are no sleepers here (dreamers maybe), and wonders will come forth.

Troubadour (aka Traveller aka Carol)