two original gel monoprints on found paper, with typewriter text
each 8.5 x 9.25 inches
image patterns in French sky blue, fawn brown and emerald green with darker line and type marks
on found paper — pages torn from a discarded book about the French Impressionists
the writing is original and my own …
I took out an advertisement in the classifieds.
It read:
Ring found. Public beach at Withering Place. Real diamond? Describe it and the circumstances of losing it. Box 1457.
I had found no ring, of course. But I was bored, and wanted some mail, which was so hard to come by in those days.
and
Something gleamed beneath the dresser. Lamont searched in tiny patterns with his flashlight. It was a glass eye. Look at you, Lamont said. As he squatted down to retrieve it, two fingers already forming a pinch, Lamont could feel but not hear the various cracks and pops in his knees and back. He cursed while his chunky cop shoes twisted and squeaked beneath him. And while he could feel the sudden cold, the appalling wrongness of the shadow which suddenly loomed at his shoulder, he did not hear its approach. After the second hammer blow, he heard nothing at all.
each print lightly tacked to foam board
packaged for gift giving in a clear cellophane sleeve
meant for framing but can sit on a mantle, shelf, or corner of a cubicle as well
two artworks in conversation
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