Some time ago I posted on Edwin Landseer's 1829 painting, Attachment, portraying the true tale of a Victorian tourist who died in a fall and was watched over by his dog.
I've just found the rest of the story in one of my favorite newspapers, the Manchester Guardian. The young tourist's name was Charles Gough, and his death was as Romantic (read "sublime, poetic and careless") as a young pre-emo buck in 1805 could want. The Guardian's reflection on the story here.
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A very interesting article from the Guardian. I see eating your deceased human as just as much a hymn to nature as sitting by them as they decay, but I'm a cat.
I hadn't seen Attachment before and I love Landseer's detailed depiction of nature (and the yummy old school, emo corpse)
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