If it was the fall of 1981 - then I was 13. We were visiting Boston as a family; my older sister was looking at colleges. We - as good tourists do - went to Harvard Square, and to the Harvard Co-op. This image was on the front of a bin of posters, dorm room decor at its finest. I was stopped dead in my tracks. No one noticed but me - my family walked inside the store... It was that feeling that time was slowed, and all sound and motion around you has ceased to affect you. I was enchanted. I had no idea who William Holman Hunt was, neither had I ever heard of "The Lady of Shalott".