#30Inks30Days 15 April, 2020

Organics Studio Ralph Waldo Emerson Twilight Blue (Masters of Writing Collection)

This ink wash on this drawing took hours to dry, but I love the way this ink sheens. The last photo is just to show how it catches the light.


#30Inks30Days 14 April, 2020

Ferris Wheel Press Pumpkin Patch Ink

Inktober 2019, Day Thirty: Plans and Maps and Tracks — Oh My!

Inktober Prompt: Catch
Goldspot Prompt: Evil

30 October, 2019

The Plan

• I shall sleep in to store up energy.

• You will persuade one of the doctors to stay with your father.

• In the late afternoon, we will bundle up and tell your father that we are going for a walk.

• We will set out, as did the women in the tale, heading toward the pond. Unlike them, we will tie a clew of string from tree to tree to follow back if the mist gets thick.

• Also unlike your predecessors, we will not approach the pond directly. Rather, we will climb the small hill to wait for the sunset and watch the pond. I know you expect something evil, but I remain convinced that we shall find some beneficial energy or spirit that will provide some answers to the mysteries that affect your father.

• I shall stay by you always. I know you are sure you are the bait for some kind of monster, but I shall hold you as fast as Janet did Tam Lin, and no creature shall catch you out of my hold.

And then, Bridie, we shall have to hope. The Bridget of the Book was forced to accept a curse for the future as the cost of saving her loved ones. Perhaps we shall make a better bargain.

I shall slip this plan under your door to peruse during the slumbers of

Your drowsy,

P.S. Bridie, look again at the maps. The decoration of scattered leaves ~ I think they’re TRACKS!

#30Inks30Days 13 April, 2020

Robert Oster Barossa Grape. I know I can’t do a credible drawing of a person; please feel free to giggle. In fact, I hope you do! We need to keep hold of our sense of the ridiculous.

“For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors, and laugh at them in our turn?”― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

How are people doing? How are you handling isolation? The daily news? The loneliness or the excessive togetherness? Please let me know.

Inktober 2019, Day Twenty-nine: The Plot Twists!

Inktober Prompt: Injured
GoldspotPrompt: Apocalypse

29 October, 2019


All our scheming last night for naught! But your injured hand will give us time to refine our plans, and the burn is superficial enough not to delay us for more than a day or two.

Still, I wish your dear papa had not carried on as though it were the Apocalypse. It almost seemed as if he thrust the tea kettle onto your hand on purpose.

I shall write our plan later for us to review. It is my turn to be stealthy and come to your room. Save a flashlight for

Your tip-toeing,

#30Inks30Days 12 April, 2020

(Oops. I forgot to hit the “Publish” button yesterday.)

Diamine Shimmering Ink Red Lustre

#30Inks30Days 11 April, 2020

Diamine Shimmertastic Brandy Dazzle


Inktober 2019, Day Twenty-eight: So near and yet…

Inktober Prompt: Ride
Goldspot Prompt: Torture


28 October, 2019


Didn’t you and Dr. Morgan give me a start, sitting by my bed, watching and waiting for me to wake up! Yet how happy I was to see you after all these weeks apart.

You told me so much on the way to your house that all I could do was ride the crest of the information wave that flowed from you. I had no chance to respond before we arrived at yours and I, of course, had to sleep again.

And now that I am awake, I find you where you where you should be ~ at your papa’s side (how glad I am to see him too, though I would he were better). I cannot talk to you freely in front of him, so I pretend to write a letter to my cousin, but I shall leave it on the escritoire for you to read while I sit with your father.

How kind it was of Dr. Torres to stay with your papa so you and Dr. Morgan could fetch me. And how fortunate it was that she found the last page of the Legends book. Now that I’ve read the story through and looked at the unexpected map on the back of that fateful final folio, I wish to talk with you more. Will you, tonight, come sneak into my room, as you did when we were children so we could read under the sheets and giggle and whisper, so that we can puzzle over the chart together? Our two heads will be more effective than the one of your


P.S. It is a small torture to have you so near, yet be unable to speak freely!

#30Inks30Days 10 April, 2020

Robert Oster “Sheen and Shimmy” Black “n” Blue (the blue shimmer doesn’t show up well in the photo, but it’s there)


#30Inks30Days 9 April, 2020

Sailor Manyo Akebi

I spilled some of the next ink I plan to use on the page. Oops!