Happy Birthday Diana!

Happy Birthday Diana! I drew the central image on your birthday but, due to internet restrictions, I was unable to upload it until last night. Then, last night, I slacked off and uploaded it today instead. For that failure, there can be no excuse. Still, as an attempt to mitigate the damage, I surrounded the original image with dragons. 
Hope you had a terrific day!
Love,
Best Brother-in-Law,
Donald

Subconscious Transmission

This morning, Diana reported the following nocturnal conversation, conducted while I was in a dream state. I had no recollection of this, save a very hazy sense that I had been very uncomfortably required to turn some of my focused attention towards an interlocutor somewhere in the surface world.

B: They can’t all be different. The islands. That would be crazy.
D: Why? Are all islands the same?
B: No
D: Is that a problem?
B: You can’t ride the void.

Melville Book Club #3: Cock-a-doodle-doo

“At last, emerging from a thicket of elders, straight before me I saw the most resplendent creature that ever blessed the sight of man.
A cock, more like a golden eagle than a cock. A cock, more like a field marshal than a cock. A cock, more like Lord Nelson with all his glittering arms on, standing on the Vanguard’s quarter-deck going into battle, than a cock. A cock, more like the Emperor Charlemagne in his robes at Aix la Chapelle, than a cock.”

Melville Book Club #2 "The Belltower"

So this picture is my picture for “The Belltower”.
It’s kinda weird, it might even be dumb, my excuse is I was practicing drawing with a tablet and photoshop.

“Erelong he had a heavy object hoisted to the belfry, wrapped in a dark sack or cloak — a procedure sometimes had in the case of an elaborate piece of sculpture, or statue, which, being intended to grace the front of a new edifice, the architect does not desire exposed to critical eyes till set up, finished, in its appointed place. Such was the impression now. But, as the object rose, a statuary present observed, or thought he did, that it was not entirely rigid, but was, in a manner, pliant. At last, when the hidden thing had attained its final height, and, obscurely seen from below, seemed almost of itself to step into the belfry, as if with little assistance from the crane, a shrewd old blacksmith present ventured the suspicion that it was but a living man. This surmise was thought a foolish one, while the general interest failed not to augment.”

Melville Book Club Drawing: "The Encantadas"

Sup all

Barry posted his drawing impression of The Encantadas a long time ago and even though I did the drawing, I didn’t post it.

But now I am because our second meeting is coming up so I figured I’d better at least post them in order. Here’s mine, like Barry’s it’s about turtles but unlike Barry’s it’s not as good as Barry’s, but in some ways it’s better because the turtle doesn’t look kinda like a camel.

“The relics of hermitages and stone basins are not the only signs of vanishing humanity to be found upon the isles. And, curious to say, that spot which of all others in settled communities is most animated, at the Enchanted Isles presents the most dreary of aspects. And though it may seem very strange to talk of post offices in this barren region, yet post offices are occasionally to be found there. They consist of a stake and a bottle. The letters being not only sealed, but corked. They are generally deposited by captains of Nantucketers for the benefit of passing fishermen, and contain statements as to what luck they had in whaling or tortoise hunting. Frequently, however, long months and months, whole years, glide by and no applicant appears. The stake rots and falls, presenting no very exhilarating object.”