Maria Cohut. Writer, researcher, and ghoul extraordinaire. Lover of all things weird and obscure, collector of discarded photographs, occasional dabbler in taxidermy, taphophile. Local charity shop workers call her “the dolly lady”, because she can’t resist an orphaned porcelain doll. She lives by the unpredictable seaside with a colony of snails, two giant cockroaches called Kafka and Rilke, and her three typewriters: Matilda (a portable Underwood 315 from the 1970s), Olivia (a 1950s Lilliput children’s typewriter), and Prudence (a 1920s foldable Corona). Her heart sometimes flies back small Romanian town surrounded by hills, where many of her strange obsessions were born.
Poetry, lots of poetry. Stuff about vintage photographs and postcards, graveyards, old books, museums and art galleries. Occasional reviews. Thoughts, reflections, musings about curious things. Maybe snails and other invertebrates. Definitely time-travel. Expect the unexpected.