contemporary painting

For an evanescent moment, looking into the bonfire, Luke thought he saw facesdancing—Yoda, Ben; was it his father? He drew away from his companions, to tryto see what the faces were saying; they were ephemeral, and spoke only to theshadows of the flames, and then disappeared altogether. It gave Luke a momentary sadness but then Leia took his hand, and drew himback close to her and to the others, back into their circle of warmth, and camaraderie;and love. The Empire was dead. Long live the Alliance.In the heart of the West End, there are many quietpockets, unknown to almost all but taxi drivers who traverse them with expert knowledge,and arrive triumphantly thereby at Park LaneIf you turn off on an unpretentious street from thePark, and turn left and right once or twice, you will find yourself in a quiet street withBertram's Hotel on the right hand side.