“True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally destroys.”
- Yukio Mishima
Inkbrush, 2013.
Dernière Volonté - Soldat
Soldat! Écoute ton sens patriote
La victoire se fera de tes larmes
Soldat! Écoute la juste voix
Ton sang éclabousse notre histoire
Soldat! Les larmes de la vengeance
Punissent les traîtres vaniteux.
Soldat ! Écoute la noble raison
Ton combat juste de sens: innocence!
Another cold November morning on the rifle range. Drawing with two layers of gloves on is good practice. Ink and gouache, 2012.
As a general rule, weather on a Marine Corps rifle range is an amped-up, worse version of whatever weather is going on in the rest of the base. If it’s a little chilly out, the range will be an utter Fimbulwinter and have blasts of ice-cold wind. If it’s a bit warm and humid out, the range will be a steaming swamp and have constant downpouring rain.
And if it’s just really mild and temperate out, you’re going to get attacked by bees on the firing line.
The Village Cafe, Richmond VA. Another good place to get a late night drink, and the food is fantastic too. A good winter hangout. Ink, 2012.
