One Day, I Am Going to Grow Wings
16 x 20
Oil on canvas

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"The porter hoisted the valise up on the well. She stood still, waiting, while the man, husband, brother, like her, searched his pockets for change."

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Always Has Been
Oil on canvas
16x24

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"There he is: royal Dublin fusiliers. Redcoats. Too showy. That must be why the women go after them. Uniform."
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—Are there any letters for me? he asked.

While the postmistress searched a pigeonhole he gazed at the recruiting poster with soldiers of all arms on parade: and held the tip of his baton against his nostrils, smelling freshprinted rag paper.

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"Ah yes, in the dead sea floating on his back, reading a book with a parasol open. Couldn’t sink if you tried: so thick with salt. Because the weight of the water, no, the weight of the body in the water is equal to the weight of the what? " #ulysses #jamesjoyce #illustration #thelotuseaters #joyce

A 2 x 3.5 inch painting of the courtyard at Mission Taqueria in Philadelphia.

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"Brady’s cottages a boy for the skins lolled, his bucket of offal linked, smoking a chewed fagbutt."
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"Might manage a sketch. By Mr and Mrs L. M. Bloom. Invent a story for some proverb. Which? Time I used to try jotting down on my cuff what she said dressing. Dislike dressing together. Nicked myself shaving."
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"Asquat on the cuckstool he folded out his paper, turning its pages over on his bared knees. Something new and easy. No great hurry. Keep it a bit."

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"He went out through the backdoor into the garden: stood to listen towards the next garden. No sound. Perhaps hanging clothes out to dry. The maid was in the garden."

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"She looked back at him, mewing. Wants to go out. Wait before a door sometime it will open. Let her wait. Has the fidgets. Electric. Thunder in the air. "
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A small painting i made in the gallery of the Barnes Museum in Philadelphia

"Row with her in the XL Café about the bracelet. Wouldn’t eat her cakes or speak or look. Saucebox. He sopped other dies of bread in the gravy and ate piece after piece of kidney."
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" What was that about some young student and a picnic? He creased out the letter at his side, reading it slowly as he chewed, sopping another die of bread in the gravy and raising it to his mouth."
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"—There’s a smell of burn, she said. Did you leave anything on the fire?

—The kidney! he cried suddenly."

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Also you don't say "involuntary lethal injections" accidentally in public unless you've said it 5000 times in private on purpose.

He's basically saying "I guess SOME of them dont deserve involuntary lethal injections." Also any right wing apology is always laced with they're making me do this vibes.

"—Met him what? he asked.

—Here, she said. What does that mean?

He leaned downward and read near her polished thumbnail."

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"—Met him what? he asked.

—Here, she said. What does that mean?

He leaned downward and read near her polished thumbnail."

#ulysses #jamesjoyce #illustration #calypso #dublin

"She set the brasses jingling as she raised herself briskly, an elbow on the pillow. He looked calmly down on her bulk and between her large soft bubs, sloping within her nightdress like a shegoat’s udder."
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"He let the bloodsmeared paper fall to her and dropped the kidney amid the sizzling butter sauce. Pepper. He sprinkled it through his fingers ringwise from the chipped eggcup."

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"But he delayed to clear the chair: her striped petticoat, tossed soiled linen: and lifted all in an armful on to the foot of the bed."

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"No, not like that. A barren land, bare waste. Vulcanic lake, the dead sea: no fish, weedless, sunk deep in the earth. No wind could lift those waves, grey metal, poisonous foggy waters. Brimstone they called it raining down"

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Another tiny watercolor painting.
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A business card sized watercolor painting of my little guy.

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"Olives cheaper: oranges need artificial irrigation. Every year you get a sending of the crop. Your name entered for life as owner in the book of the union. Can pay ten down and the balance in yearly instalments. Bleibtreustrasse 34, Berlin, W. 15."
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"For another: a constable off duty cuddling her in Eccles’ Lane. They like them sizeable. Prime sausage. O please, Mr Policeman, I’m lost in the wood."
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"He held the page aslant patiently, bending his senses and his will, his soft subject gaze at rest. The crooked skirt swinging, whack by whack by whack."
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"He halted before Dlugacz’s window, staring at the hanks of sausages, polonies, black and white. Fifteen multiplied by. The figures whitened in his mind, unsolved: displeased, he let them fade."
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