Sunday, October 18

I wake up to a surprise and a shock. I find myself staring straight into a devilish face.

Within a second or so I wake up completely and realise that I can see an assemblage of folds in the bedspread that I threw on a chair late last night.

Later I will get up to photograph it and, to my surprise, I will actually capture the optical illusion. The devil looks down at the ground. It has a deep furrowed brow and a grim look on its mouth. Its nose is clearly visible, and it appears to have a deep furrow or slit down the length of its skull.

Sunday morning, coming down.