Fair enough, Max. Blackman's stuff is creepy enough at a glance but to be
surrounded by it .... Particularly like your final five lines.
Bill
On Wednesday, 20 July 2016, Max Richards <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Haunted At The Blackman
>
> http://www.artserieshotels.com.au/blackman/
>
> Some smart hotel developers
> confected a chain of ever-
> so-smart city hotels for
> Melbourne Sydney and elsewhere.
>
> We’re at The Blackman, better
> situated than The Olson, though
> both are decorated, every floor,
> with big blow-ups of their
>
> more or less famous paintings.
> Fancy meeting Blackman repros
> everywhere you turn, elevators,
> lobby, hallways, all rooms?
>
> No avoiding them once you’re
> in. Close up, some are pained
> and haunting, spectres
> of a sad person’s mind.
>
> Not what a hotel needs.
> Others are fey, nostalgic,
> the old tea name, Bushells,
> flakes off bright walls.
>
> Who stays long enough
> to learn to ignore them?
> Blackman’s Alice pictures -
> well-known in Australia
>
> as Tenniel’s, I rather
> think - carry some Carroll
> haunted fancies well.
> And white rabbits abound.
>
> Parked out front, their
> midget rental cars bear
> Alice blow-ups larger
> than their vehicle.
>
> Or ride an Alice bike.
> Not me, I sidle through
> the winter side-street
> to the wind-torn tram stop,
>
> eager for town, its cheery
> ignorance of the themed,
> the calculated, the forlorn
> Blackman girls skipping.
>
> I’ve stayed far too long.
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