stop looking down. turn off the tv...you'll see.

My Shack Life

The Hornblower

He threw coins on the ground around his can and played the notes that wouldn't be heard. They only heard notes the authorities gave them permission to hear...He was the Hornblower. He was the troublemaker. He was deranged.

asleep on the lawn

He was asleep and he knew he was asleep.

"Somebody will take care of me." He dreamed.

"I can sleep all day."

Good Morning

It's 5:30 in the morning with 3 and a half hours of sleep and I think that's all I'm getting.
But I did dream of car crashes and explosions on the highway.
I dreamed of a bare-breasted woman holding her infant in a house with a toilet overflowing black water and bits of carpet.
I dreamed there were three rooms in a house with walls lined in old televisions and stereo speakers. The rooms were dark and looked like pawn shops. With a radio talkshow host, a man was discussing the possibilities of selling his electronics. He didn't believe  his collection was worthless, even after being told.
I woke up to the sound of a sick dog.

big eye and the dog

off with the beard for a minute...

and Scooter doesn't care one way or the other.

My shack life: for another door-part 3

I guess it's been a few weeks since I finished the door for the studio but I find that it's still a bit cold to do much drawing. My fingers get stiff and just don't do what I ask them to do. It's kind of like talking with frozen lips. So, I need to install a wood stove, but it's not going to happen this season, for sure. But that's okay, this place makes a good spot out of the weather for my wood butchery.

I had to scratch my head for a minute when I thought about this latch. I wanted it made from wood to match the hinges and I wanted it to be spring-loaded so it would slide in on its own when I closed the door. The wood is poplar like the hinges and most of it came from the framework of a couch I no longer wanted. The spring I scrounged out of the tool shack-I have no idea where that originated.

 This summer, I'll dismantle the whole door, take it outside, and sand all the pieces smooth (actually, my wife said that she would do it, for I don't have the patience.)