Interrupted

Interrupted

Wondering why they were disturbed.

Wondering why they are together,

in these isolated times.

Sketched them together yesterday, though I’m not sure they were ever in the same place, at the same time. Yes, it’s come to this. sketching sketches from life drawing sessions in the past.  Sketched from reference sketches I did in life drawing sessions attended on Sunday afternoons back in 2017 in a small studio down an ally behind a yellow door, in Edinburgh.

11”x 11” ink and watercolor

Fountain Pen: TWSBI ECO EF with Carbon Platinum Ink

Retreat

Retreat

They row away

with the help of my pen.

Ghosts within the islands

appeasing pleas from me,

scare them away.  

The invaders retreat

back to their mainland

hell.

An older sketch. Sort of goes with yesterday’s post.

16”x 14” ink

Fountain Pen: Platinum Carbon fine point

Again

Again

Intruders from the mainland

were on the islands shores

again.

Showed like before

to escape what they

have become

again.

Sketched a while ago. Another time when intruders were spotted on the island shores.

16”x 14” ink

Fountain Pen: Platinum Carbon fine point

Before

Before

Back before,

when dreaming

seemed easier.

An old prelim sketch from before.

16”x 14” ink

Fountain Pen: Platinum Carbon fine point

Could Have Waited

Could Have Waited

Could have weathered the storm

safely away from a treacherous shore.

Could have waited for the calm

to navigate through the shoals.

But an arbitrary schedule,

Of course,

was not to be

ignored.

An old prelim sketch to replace words in an unrelated story.

Islands Off Solitude

10”x 14” ink