
Providence Athenaeum
“Here and to the southward the neighbourhood became better, flowering at last into a marvellous group of early mansions; but still the little ancient lanes led off down the precipice to the west, spectral in their many-gabled archaism and dipping to a riot of iridescent decay…”
H. P. Lovecraft recalls the streets of Providence with a peculiar blend of fondness and dripping horror, in the early chapters of “The Case of Charles Dexter Ward”. My next project will be a scale model of the Providence Athenæum, a dark and cloistered library where many of Lovecraft’s youthful hours were misspent, doubtless poring over their fragmentary copy of the Pnakotic Manuscripts (widely believed to be the earliest surviving written document, dating from the late ice age. When I went, it was behind a glass case in the back room and I could only glimpse it from a distance).
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