A black-and-white photo of a person mid-air in a Superman-style body suspension pose, supported by multiple hooks in their back and legs, smiling joyfully toward the camera. They are suspended horizontally in a large indoor space with high ceilings and visible rigging. A group of onlookers—some seated, some standing—watch with expressions of admiration, amusement, and support. The atmosphere is lively and communal, capturing a moment of shared experience and transformation.

When she’s ten feet tall…

There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes: this time she found a little bottle on it, (“which certainly was not here before,” said Alice,) and round the neck of the bottle was a paper label, with the words “DRINK ME” beautifully printed on it in large letters.

It was all very well to say “Drink me,” but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry. “No, I’ll look first,” she said, “and see whether it’s marked “poison” or not”; for she had read several nice little histories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long; and that if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked “poison,” it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later.

However, this bottle was NOT marked “poison,” so Alice ventured to taste it, and finding it very nice, (it had, in fact, a sort of mixed flavour of cherry- tart, custard, pine-apple, roast turkey, toffee, and hot buttered toast,) she very soon finished it off.

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One response to “When she’s ten feet tall…”

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    Posted on 03-15-2006 00:14:56 by Ghostie
    Its story time with Shannon. 🙂

    Posted on 03-15-2006 12:07:02 by LostSally000
    That’s really cool I’d get that….Not!

    Posted on 03-15-2006 12:50:00 by Whatnot
    I love alice in wonderland… but now my “Original” (or so i thought haha) idea is gone 🙁

    oh well. looks cool!

    Posted on 03-16-2006 03:43:17 by silver
    I’d get that.

    Posted on 03-16-2006 18:30:52 by Nic
    Mmm those are lovely. I’m not tattooed, but I’ve always said to myself that if I were to be tattooed I would want to plan a large alice in wonderland themed back or chest piece in brown; with eat me and drink me tattoos separated from the main piece. Lovely!

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