TL and Kim traverse a parking lot of leaves after the hike. I think this was the smallest cabin trip since the first (which was only TL and Leddy, in a tent with their heavily-laden bikes in the rain). Sabine was meant to be there as well but at the last had a rush at… Continue reading A trip to the woods
Author: edaggarart
the legion of the beast
dreams and the waning of october
Lately the dreams have been mental– this whole month, just mad. I think of the twenty twenty-one days passed thus far, I have recorded at least twelve dreams. Unheard of, but I did realize last February or March (whenever it was I decided to begin writing them down again) that the more regularly one keeps… Continue reading dreams and the waning of october
The calendar is on Etsy
Some of the gift set offerings Compass cufflinks and matted art prints of the coats of arms for the twelve sovereignties are in the shop. So far only four months' worth of art prints are up, but the remaining ten are in progress! Click here to go to the shop. Go now! Also soon to… Continue reading The calendar is on Etsy
Resin Table in Time Out NY
The table, as seen in Time Out New York Here are some additional photos, or see it here in its pre-resin-filled phase. Two type-cabinet drawers framed in oak and mounted atop a hardwood pedestal base. (Want to own this table? Email liz [at] electrofork [dot] com to inquire…) WANT MORE INFORMATION? I've received a number… Continue reading Resin Table in Time Out NY
Applecare, again
The tech is back! Superdrive has been ginchy in the ol' iMac. Tech came Wednesday to replace it, but still no dice. Another tech is here today to see whether it needs just a new ribbon cable, or possibly a logic board (although the logic board was just replaced over the summer). It's been jolly… Continue reading Applecare, again
life drawing
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lazy day.
Maps arrived yesterday. (!) Hafto go pick up the other two boxes today. They're kinda heavy. I'll go later. Had dreams this morning involving a very small orange-red hummingbird, a flock of enormous butterflies (much bigger than the largest of birds, their massive wings beating above a vast window-ceilinged room), and a dark, blue-black storm… Continue reading lazy day.
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs”
(That one bears repeating, particularly as it came from a SPAM email.) “Find me there and tell me a bit about your dreams. Waiting for your answer” While I'm at it, I'm listening to the National– "We're the heirs to the glimmering world..." "We're half-awake in a fake empire..." (forgot how much I like this… Continue reading “Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs”






