making nice

black freckles

the point of these is a bit unclear... and yet they keep coming.

and now for my thrift shop finds:


the frame was empty when purchased... just another drawing.

i managed to give my finger a freckle tonight when i accidentally stabbed myself with the quill that had just been dipped in ink. i'm hoping this goes away...

pen in hand

i've spent some time on these accidental illustrations about a little girl named adelaide and her misadventures and nursery not-so-rhymes.

and i went shopping. perhaps not the best pictures to do it justice, but i'm in love.

quills and cats in bags

a very dear friend of mine has gone away for a while and chicken has been so upset about it that to cheer him *cough(me)cough* up, he got into a bag and i enjoyed the pun that walked around the living room making all sorts of noises. and the letters that i write are also a condolence of sorts, as they keep me company as well.

nova scotia

or somewhere other wise, very far away.

augusto sleepy

there never will be enough hours in the day, it seems.  at least, i'm not awake enough to fully take advantage of most of them.  by the time i get to my coffee in the morning, get to work, be at work, have lunch, go back to work, and come home, eat dinner, check e-mail, go for a run, and shower it is about 10pm and i find myself very sleepy.  too sleepy, in fact, to get very much else done.  however, these past couple days i have managed to resume making my previously usual "to do" lists and crossing off the items by the end of the day.

i've been researching the folding styles of letters in centuries past and created my own technique upon not having found the particular style that i was in search for.  i think mine is much better anyhow and have spent some hours in the past days meticulously folding sheets of parchment paper in preparation of letters to be written with my quill and ink.

but otherwise... very sleepy.  too much to do, too warm, too humid.  very sleepy.

a very merry unbirthday to me

allison and i ventured into an antique shop that i've always wanted to go into today... and i discovered a treasure that i couldn't leave behind.  my birthday present to myself:

beautiful.