The king of creepy himself. The duke of dainty death. He inspired a generation of illustrators and storytellers. He thrilled and terrified children across the globe. The one, the only, Edward Gorey.
He had a lot of cats.
I’d bake him a cake if I could.
Kafka had nothing on him.
I bet he knew how to treat a lady.
He looked fantastic in fur.
People like really really looove Edward Gorey. There was an Edward Gorey Ball in LA. It was before I moved here. Let’s have another!
He loved Halloween. He inspired Tim Burton.
What are these creatures? I love them.
I hope he is in heaven covered in cats, drinking tea, and eating cake just as I shall be this evening.