December 29, 2015
Olive and Pink

  03/17/2013 Providence, RI Coffee Exchange, Wickenden St. It was an olive green trench coat with bright pink lining; how could I not draw that?Made with: Prismacolor pencils, Pentel 101 Brush Pen, Faber-Castel Pens, Prismacolor and various markers, on Catchet  paper.

March 17, 2015
Gallery post – She was quite silent for a minute or two

A likely story indeed! said the Pigeon in a tone of the deepest contempt. ‘I’ve seen a good many little girls in my time, but never ONE with such a neck as that! No, no! You’re a serpent; and there’s no use denying it. I suppose you’ll be telling me next that you never tasted […]

Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not, and a sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is.

December 5, 2012
Lord save me, thinks I, that must be the harpooneer

He pays regular, was the rejoinder. But come, it’s getting dreadful late, you had better be turning flukesit’s a nice bed Sal and me slept in that ere bed the night we were spliced. There’s plenty of room for two to kick about in that bed; it’s an almighty big bed that. Why, afore we […]

November 11, 2011
Everything is so out-of-the-way down here

‘I’m sure I’m not Ada,’ she said, ‘for her hair goes in such long ringlets, and mine doesn’t go in ringlets at all; and I’m sure I can’t be Mabel, for I know all sorts of things, and she, oh! she knows such a very little! Besides, SHE’S she, and I’m I, and—oh dear, how […]