The sounds outside my window at night have become somewhat muddled and undefinable. There’s a graveled scraping like a knife edge on cement. But when I open the window, it stops.
Lately, I have been going on long evening walks just when it starts to become dark and the Night Noises begin their long evening song. Sometimes I don’t notice because I am wearing headphones. I stopped wearing them because I noticed my mind becomes uneasy when I can hear closer louder things that obscure the Night Noises and I think something might be following me.
When I listen to the Night Song, I get ideas about shapes and dark. Flashes of twisted movements and matter and organic formation.
The drawings I have been doing lately have been the fruits of these long walks and are available for purchase if any of you are interested in having some one-of-kind original work in your home.
If you’d like to make a purchase, please reach out to me at dan@danielkernart.com or through Instagram - whichever is more accessible to you.
I have been reading Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead by Olga Tokarczuk and I am enjoying it thoroughly. It’s about this eccentric older woman living in a remote area of Wroclaw and finding dead bodies (human and animal alike) while translating William Blake with a previous student named Dizzy and writing unanswered letter after unanswered letter to the authorities about the mistreatment of animals by hunters. She saves their remains in her own makeshift graveyard and suffers from an ailing body.
I am almost positive I will finish it today as I cannot put it down.
I hope your Sunday is quiet and nourishing. Soon the frost will be here and it will be time for hibernation, soups, strong tea/coffee, and many many blankets.
Stay hydrated, be safe, wash your hands, and wear your mask. HUGS.
<3 Daniel
Note: Bonsai is sold! <3