I first saw Walter potters kittens tea party when i visited Jamaica inn. It made me smile because obviously i love cats and the macabre ,, but also made me quite sad to think all those kittens were dead. I feel a mixture of sadness and delight when i look at all of his work, but i find that in most cases of the things i love , there very rarely seems to beauty without sadness.
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