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Skylight from Dialogues in Paradise by Can Xue. The light shrank back into two dots. A dark shadow brushed by, a clumsy night bird that shrieked and swooped toward the skylight, its huge wings tapping the roof fiercely, echoing like thunder.

The Ox from Dialogues in Paradise by Can Xue. It came again, butting and bumping against the wooden wall, making a loud noise. https://www.instagram.com/p/CikQ5dauStn/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Dream of the Yellow Chrysanthemum from Dialogues in Paradise by Can Xue. I was hiding behind the window aiming my air gun at a squirrel on a roof in the distance. I had been taking aim for two hours. But when I finally shot, full of confidence, the steel pellet zinged right into Old Jiang's arm. God knows why I lost my mind at the crucial moment, I was born with the impulsive personality. Immediately he jumped up and dashed into the room, shouting, "Murder! Murder!" I was totally embarrassed.

The Gloomy Mood of Ah Mei on a Sunny Day from Dialogues in Paradise by Can Xue. Da-Gou is playing with firecrackers at the other side of the yard. He inserts one into a hole in the tree and sticks out his big hips as he bends over to light it. His bottom is huge, like his father's. "Hey," I call. "Are you crazy? Can't you stop shooting those things?" https://www.instagram.com/p/CiLF34POeB-/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Four eyes are just better. Everyone can see.

https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch2WzyDLoeq/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link The futility of cages.

THE LITTLE GIRL AND THE BALLOON by Ben Loory. "That night the mother had a terrible dream. In the dream, Annie was a balloon. She floated up out of her bed and through the open window and away across the sky toward the moon." https://www.instagram.com/p/CgzLv_COUat/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

THE MARTIAN from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. "The three of them sit down to dinner. Halfway through the soup course, a Martian enters the room. It takes the astronaut’s napkin and lays it across his lap. Then it turns around and walks out. I thought you said you didn’t see any Martians, says the woman. Not on the moon, says the astronaut, no." https://www.instagram.com/p/CgwTsoXOVln/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

THE SHIELD from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. "And the remembrance of that place seems to spur him on, and suddenly he’s picking up the pace. Suddenly he’s jogging down the middle of the road, and then he breaks into a run. And then he’s running as fast as he can, and it feels like he’s about to take off. By the time the man gets to the cheap side of town, he’s never felt so good in his life. And he blows right by that dingy apartment and off into wide open space." https://www.instagram.com/p/CguFREoucBj/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

THE HAT from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. "THE YOUNG MAN HAS NEVER BEEN AFRAID OF HATS before.." https://www.instagram.com/p/CgmCFiyu0oH/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

UFO: A LOVE STORY from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. "One night the two are parked down by the lake, when something comes floating in over the water. The something is round, pulsing, and bright. It hovers right over their car." https://www.instagram.com/p/CgjsLi4Ou7u/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

THE WELL from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. "But there is no way up. There is no way up. There is no way up. There is no way up. There is no way up. " #dailydrawing #ink #benloory @benloory #nowayup #well #flyalready

THE TUNNEL from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. " TWO BOYS ARE WALKING HOME FROM SCHOOL WHEN ONE of them sees a drainpipe set back in the woods. " https://www.instagram.com/p/CgEs7eqOFAz/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

THE BOOK from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. "THE WOMAN RETURNS FROM THE STORE WITH AN armload of books. She reads them quickly, one by one, over the course of the next few weeks. But when she opens the last one, the woman frowns in surprise. All the pages in the book are blank. Every single one. The woman takes the book back to the store, but the manager won’t let her return it. Right there on the cover, the manager says, This book has no words and is non-returnable." https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf61DnhO1NL/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Morning flight. https://www.instagram.com/p/CfbuerpOWcP/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Don't bother me. I am reading. https://www.instagram.com/p/CfZvDdtpzfh/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Just sit and breathe. https://www.instagram.com/p/CfHpQKXpuHE/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

A nap. I am testing some new papers and colors to do more illustrations for the Minotaur book as I read it. This book is called The Minotaur Takes His Own Sweet Time by Steven Sherrill. Can't wait to start it. https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce6SbuaOTqo/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Laundry day. https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce3zvWkru-P/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

Even my food is snarled. https://www.instagram.com/p/CeoZoGUu8EH/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

To continue the snarled up knotted theme. It's sometimes hard to separate yourself from the feelings of others. Sometimes I don't even know where I end or begin. https://www.instagram.com/p/Ceg4Ue2p0cW/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link