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Strange Flower III, pencil, 2015

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Strange Flower II, pencil, 2015

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Strange Flower, pencil, 2015

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Yet more Pears, pencil, 2015

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Monument, pencil, 2015

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Stand, ink, 2015

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The Inevitable Pears, ink, 2015

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Do Shadows Need to Eat, pencil, 2015

Though I fear this isn't much of an advertisement for it, I have to credit Lavinia Roberts touching theatrical adaptation: https://poorpeopletheplay.wordpress.com/, which I saw tonight and can recommend highly, as the piece's very indirect inspiration.

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More Figs, ink, 2015

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Squash, ink, 2015

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Dream Sequence III: I See a Darkness, ink, 2015

On Cedar lane, I think. A flash. Lightning and a ball of fire against a wall of blackness not blocking but cut into the surrounding blue sky.

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Wave Study XIV: Years at Sea, ink, 2015

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Fig Study, ink, 2015

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More Pears, pencil, 2015

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Random Tree, pencil, 2015

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Pears, ink, 2015

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Under the Evening Cherry Blossoms, ink, 2015

“Mother, where was I really born?”
Shige looked at Takichiro.
“Under the evening cherry blossoms of Gion,” her father said flatly.
-Yasunari Kawabata, The Old Capital

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Lantern, pencil, 2015

“I don’t have the kind of strength that maple has.” Chieko’s voice was touched with sadness. ...
Chieko’s downturned gaze rested on the Christian lantern at the base of the maple. She could not see the weatherworn carving well in the dim light from the house, but somehow she wanted to pray.
“Mother, where was I really born?”
-Yasunari Kawabata, The Old Capital

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Old Maple, ink, 2015

“That’s true,” her father spoke up. “No matter how gentle a person may be, deep inside he still has much to ponder.”
Chieko was silent.
“But that’s all right, isn’t it? A child like the Kitayama cedars would be sweet, but no such child exists. And were there such a child, someday he would meet with suffering. I think, as long as a tree grows tall, it doesn’t matter if it’s bent or twisted. Take a look at the old maple in our little garden.”
-Yasunari Kawabata, The Old Capital

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Kitayama Cedars, pencil, 2015

“You like going to the Kitayama cedar village, don’t you?” her mother said to Chieko. “Why is that?”
“The cedars all stand there so straight and beautiful. I wish human hearts grew like that.”
“Then aren’t you just like them?” her mother asked.
“No, I’m bent and twisted . . . .”
-Yasunari Kawabata, The Old Capital

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Three Trees, pencil, 2015

"To plant a tree. Sasha said there is a Russian saying that if one plants 3 trees one has saved his soul. He may have made it up." 
-Diary of Dorothy Day, May 20th, 1967

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Woven, pencil, 2015

Holly, pencil, 2015

Drains to Our Home, Riverkeeper Mural

Spent a chunk of the day painting a mural by a storm drain in Andreas park in Teaneck, NJ as part of a Hackensack Riverkeeper mural program. Was a fun quick project, even if chewed up asphalt is not the most ideal of paint surfaces. 

Note to self when next painting a mural all day in a parking lot, remember to pack sunscreen.

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Snow on the Mountain, pencil, 2015

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Shell Game, pencil, 2015

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Ash, ink, 2015

'Perhaps we will breathe their dust into our nostrils, feel them in the fog of New York on our faces'
-Dorothy Day

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Dream Sequence II, pencil, 2015

File under things said in dreams that seem deeply significant while having no obvious meaning once awake.
Me: 'Alone in a car, I always feel like I'm about to be sick.'
Her: 'That tells you something.'
Later on the actor Michael Douglas said some very mean things to me and I woke up screaming...

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Study for 'Memory of a Brittle Thing', pencil, 2015

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Multivariate Location Problem, ink, 2015

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Day 211, Bar Napkin Omen, ink, 2015

It's been a crazy couple days

Day 213, Flight, pencil, 2015

Day 214 Quiet Dove (Reminder you are Now Conditioned on Data), ink, 2015