The lightnings trembled And in thy Silence was his Sentence, And in his Soul a vain repentance, And evil dread so ill dissembled, That in his hand the lightnings trembled. Lord Byron, Prometheus idefiancesilence
Cityspace series A Gallery by Emily Garfield www.emilygarfield.com Primary series for imaginary map drawings, spanning 2008-present and using various materials and techniques. Tiny roads that lead nowhere (Cityspace #163)Aqua city (Cityspace #169)Branching networks (Cityspace #178) Urban form and grainIsometry mapsgeometrycities