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A nose by any other name

A nose by any other name
‘...her nostrils that quivered imperthnthn like a snout in a quest’ says James Joyce in Ulysses. And so, we tumbled into a stream of noses in literature. From Katherine Masefield’s ‘Garden Party’, to Joseph Conrad’s ‘Heart of Darkness’.

For Cubitts sees all noses. Every magnificent one. For you see, when we measure for spectacles, we measure everything pertinent. Crest height, frontal angle, bridge width. We revel in the average. The unaverage, and the very unaverage too. We marvel at the gloriously awkward.


Illustrator Beth Ashley says, ‘the chief aesthetic venture here lies prominently with pursuing the harmonious clunk. It is an operation in repeating, adjusting, mistaking and balancing’.