Mrs. Ink

The phrase “Mrs. Ink had a wart that grew and grew and grew and gobbled her up,” mysteriously came to me in my early 20s and I never got this  phrase out of my mind until I completed the final drawing series between 1984-1986. By that time, it had several incarnations resulting in a vast accumulation of gathered mental images. My 150-year-old house two blocks from my studio became the final structural “found object” acting as the site for the narrative’s events. This became an exploration of sequential imagery, and also an exercise in drawing from memory, giving me the opportunity to invent perspective spaces for the narrative.

Each of these panels is pencil on 20”x30” Arches paper.