Oh, today.
Another day of gorgeous, slow rain.
Delicate almost to the point of being mist.
I wish I had some kind of rig ready for shooting in the dampness-I would have spent much more time out in it then I did.
Ah, well.
Today's word doesn't go with anything at all...
so maybe it fits.
in-fer-no n. A place or condition suggestive of hell.
This sent me dashing down to the studio in search of a box of pastels.
I ended up staying down here, and am writing this atop the studio table from under a crushed green fedora.
It was not my intent, initially, to include any sort of character in this.
The original idea was simply a sort of large bonfire, rising to the sky in a cloud of smoke and ash.
Alas, the pastels had different plants for me, and I ended up having to include this little...thing...so as not to be publishing what amounted to a red piece of linen paper.
Who knows.
xx
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