Crikey, It's the Wrong Edward James, Gromit!

[faustus]

Or perils of research, part 93

"Deep in the mountains of Mexico, amid waterfalls, birds, butterflies, and wild orchids, lies one of the art world’s best-kept secrets: LAS POZAS, a spectacular, surreal assemblage of enormous concrete sculptures and structures that spring from the lush, jungle vegetation. It is the extraordinary achievement of one of the least-known, compelling figures of our time, the eccentric English aristocrat Edward James, a poet, patron, and architect of dreams."

But if it were the right one, he would be even cooler than he is now.

Comments

[grahamsleight.livejournal.com]

How do you know it's not him? The whole Dublin thing could be just cover...

[drasecretcampus.livejournal.com]

He's elegantly well preserved for a centenarian. Faked his death in 1984 and re-emerged as the debonair editor of Foundation. There's a secret cypher in Science Fiction in the Twentieth Century, you know, in the discussion of the Lensmen books. I could tell you what it is, but then I'd have to