A witch-boy wanders woods at the full moon

Meet the witch-boy. He surfaced toward the end of my Inktober series for this year. I did a couple more sketches of him after the first, intrigued. A few weeks ago I began studying intaglio again, and decided I'd like to do an etching of this guy, but that initial sketch needed some work, it… Continue reading A witch-boy wanders woods at the full moon

A lighthouse perched along a rocky shore

Day nine of Inktober. A lighthouse perched along a rocky shore. Its slow, sweeping beam of light reminded her of the lonely sound of a freight train late at night, a sound  that always made her feel wistful and longing for both home and elsewhere simultaneously.

On a velvet dark night full of stars, the rain began

It's only day four of Inktober, but already I am feeling as though these drawings are all part of a single story. They are feeling all of a piece. I'll let my mind percolate on it, see if a story can begin to emerge... . Follow me @edaggarart on instagram to see more art, or… Continue reading On a velvet dark night full of stars, the rain began

An old bit of writing, again.

I still rather like this one; Probably could use more editing, but that's generally the case. In places more frequented by stars Night is a vast and velvet thing- An arcing mass, abyss from which the wisps of dreams are rent or born — to which their unreckoned ellipses return at first light or break of… Continue reading An old bit of writing, again.