We have to watch this when we're done!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
The Unpleasant Feast
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Bad Luck Wind Been Blowing At My Back
Near the center of the field was a single walnut tree bedded in a crop of limestone which had so far fended it against axe and plowshare. Among these rocks she nosed, in their small labyrinths undulant as a ferret. Odor of walnuts and ground squirrels. But she found nothing.
When she left the rocks, was clear of the overreaching branches of the tree, there grew about her a shadow in the darkness like pooled ink spreading, a soft-hissing feathered sound which ceased even as she half turned, sow unbelieving the immense span of wings cupped downward, turned again, already squalling when the owl struck her back like a falling rock.
I tried to get a good picture of this but it was a little hard. The cat has a shadow over it, although not yet at its head. It also has a some blood splattered around it and a gash, representing things to come.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Postcard
This isn't really one image from the book, but I made it thinking about the old man's house in the moonlight at the beginning of the book, or after cutting another cedar tree on page 138.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Book Ideas
Cannery Row
Hopscotch/Rayuela
The Quick and the Dead
Pale Fire
The Confidence-Man
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Page 99
"The trees at his left leaped, wild with light, went out again. There came an eruption of limbs cracking, splitting, of wrenched metal screaming like slate, a heavy and final concussion like steel drum bursting."
Inspired by the Kentridge exhibit at the MOMA.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Young Rabbit
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Page 51
"The tank was on high legs and had a fence around it with red signs that he had been pondering for some time, not just today."
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Old Elum
This is simple but it is the first artwork I have finished in a while.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Illustrations
"swept all litter out into the yawning gulf..." pg. 13It's unfinished and will probably stay that way. I hadn't used watercolors in more than a year, and it just turned into an experiment in fun.











