Day ten: At an inland edge of town there remained vestigial freight rail tracks, seldom used. Occasionally in the night the reedy and wistful tune of a passing train crept into dreams, both sleeping and waking. + + +
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Day six: Here is the Victorian era mechanical cherry-stoner that she unearthed in the manky little potting shed, hidden almost entirely by vines and brambles in her new back garden. Its insect-like appearance startled the breath out of her upon pushing the door open. + + +
Day five: After three days of cleaning painting unpacking arranging, amid an atmosphere of dust, sundry piles of boxes— she’d quite forgotten her discovery. Cat, on the other hand, had discovered a perfect spot for afternoon naps. + + +
Deep into the night under the same moon, the stevedore carved away at a piece of meerschaum, his replacement stone for scrimshaw bone. Salt and sea were in his blood, and old traditions are sluggish to die. This is what he carved. + + + .
Just beyond the bordering fields, some rook-splay deer hopscotched across the rocks and pools of the marshland beneath a waxing gibbous moon. + + + Below is the sketch that precipitated the finished drawing. Sometimes I can't tell whether I prefer the quick sloppy sketches or the clean finished drawings.
In early fall that she finished moving into the house. It’d seen better days, but its bones were strong, and she was determined to bring it back to life. As she was cleaning, she came across a leathery old box in an upstairs room; retrieved it from the shadows of a closet. + +… Continue reading Day Two: she moved house in the early days of autumn
An old box was hidden on the top shelf at the rear of a little-used closet upstairs. There it waited bound in butcher’s twine, its secrets to be uncovered. + + + I can't believe it's been a year already! And yet a very full year; how much has changed. Welcome to Inktober 2018! If you're… Continue reading Day One: a forgotten box tied with twine
Here is a sketch from last night that I initially posted on instagram with the title “It's Our Pleasure to Serve You, off the clock". New Yorkers may recognize this personification of the blue and white Greek-styled coffee cup; the default paper cup used in thousands of corner delis for years. And here are some… Continue reading It’s Our Pleasure to Serve you
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