diagonal oaks; mendo ticks

navarro.res

shaking out

fleeting images

start to land

navarro nest remains

remind me of Coptic tombs in Seila, Egypt. 

Jim and I drew their plans for days.

Before we measured the twists and curves,

they emptied the rooms of cat bones 

and human hands

varying arrangements of parts and whole.

you can tell which way the wind blows

on this western edge near sea ranch

past and present

Isaac is always here even if his body is gone 

(in a favorite pose prior to departure). 

Willy (taking a break) is my steady studio mate,

distracted only by an occasional unlucky mole.

June in Philo

My sweet cottage is gradually being equipped for drawing but its context, the undulating folds of Anderson Valley, lures one from the task at hand. Or maybe it's the fierce loyalty of my friend, procrastination, or that piece of plywood I need to span the borrowed saw horses. Long expanses of horizontal fuel visual flow, production. Then there are the windows. Bring on the deadlines.