City of Roses

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The ten thousand things; the one true only. An urban fantasy epic set in Portland—47 novelettes (so far): paperbacks, ebooks, zines, and on the web. thecityofroses.com | bookshop.org/shop/thecityofroses

Good morning from Oregon. Well, not so good. But good if you prefer seeing to, like, breathing. Why does the sun look SO weird? Just convert to monochrome and - pop! - it disappears. Same trick as Monet used in his famous sunrise painting that gave ‘Impressionism’ its name.

Oregon dawn through the wildfire haze. Air quality index 174.Same image with mono filter. The sun disappears, except for a faint ring.Monet “Impression, Sunrise” (1872)Same Mono filter used on the painting as on the photo of the Oregon sunrise through the smoke. Same effect - the sun is gone except for a ring.

'You'll choke too' - an aerial embroidery landscape inspired by all the wildfires happening right now... I'm upset every time I smell smoke outside and somehow we have people starting them maliciously too! But we all breathe the same air so they'll choke too (1/2 - see thread for close-ups)

An embroidery hoop containing a sewn landscape from above. It shows a forest on the right, a line of fire and charred ground with smoke on the left. The smoke is felted wool.

Drawing created by Danielle Koren, c.1979, in the art therapy studio at Netherne hospital where she was compelled to live. This drawing on scrap paper is very small, found among Edward Adamson’s files of personal correspondence which contain many cards & letters from individuals sent after release

A cross hatched pen and ink drawing in black and white of two beautiful thin white youths dressed in Tudor clothing, doublet and hose with ruffs.
Their dress is masculine but their gender is not obvious, they are reminiscent of Orlando, the one on the right is wearing lighter clothes and has fair hair and stands, arms folded, feet crossed with a ballet dancer’s grace and poise in the foreground, the one on the left has darker hair and clothes and stands hands on hips, left foot pointing out, as if preparing to curtsy. 
Their shadows are long across the chequered floor and the background is black