The photographs of N.P. Thompson


curtains, exactly like my grandmother’s

curtains, exactly like my grandmothers

the telephone book, aflame

wrap your troubles in dreams


the dark

Inman Park pumpkin

a house that tries to be haunted

sacrum convivium

white lace curtains at sunset

anyone’s dream

whimsical furies

shadows on the breakfast table


a piece of the puzzle

tango bar

orange pools

late September

from a tour of the Woodrow Wilson Boyhood Home, one year ago.

See also:


the wine tasting (ii)

the wine tasting (i)

the curtains and the wall

lace pattern

anyone’s guess

between lace

parasol blue/lost count