16.2.12

Gillis&Stockman.




headphone.

13.2.12

traces.




mullion cast.

11.2.12

Artisan Boatworks.

I went to visit my friend's shop the other day. His craft amazes me to no end. It is incredible to see the history of his handiwork- these great sleeping hulls- tucked alongside one another in hangars that stretch on and on. It's a marvelous record of his life's work. heft.




ABW5




Loftings.




garage.




batten.




clamps.




tidy.




7.2.12

After driving through the dust.

afternoon coats.


We've all been feeling a little under the weather lately- that warm, raw tenderness that precedes a cold. Yesterday when i arrived home, we dragged a little mat alongside the woodstove and we three- wife, husband, and greyhound- all fell asleep together. The feeling of calm that accompanied that moment is one i won't soon forget- a miracle of syncopations in the rise and fall of their breathing. Bands of sun worked their way across the mullions and splayed themselves on the walls at odd angles, ripening from a mottled gold to faded pink.

Outside, matted tawny fields stretched out towards the ocean, and the logs in our woodstove popped and shifted in the dense silence of the room.

6.2.12

New Presence.

For those that didn't get enthusiastically spammed about it, i have a new website on the beautiful Cargo platform.

1.2.12

Past weeks.

The past few days have been rather gray, snowy, and wet- it has set me dreaming about the incredible indian summer we had this past year. Wouldn't it be wonderful if there was a way to chase autumn around the planet... Leaves




Bdecker




neighbors.




front lawn.