The Cat Came Back…

“…The cat came back. They thought he was a goner But the cat came back. He just wouldn't stay away. The man around the corner said he'd shoot the cat on sight. He loaded up his shotgun full of nails and dynamite. He waited... and he waited... 'till the cat came walking round And ninety-nine …

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Catamount

Sometimes I consider myself paranoid walking up to the car in the morning. I leave the house for work early, usually well before sunrise, and walk a hundred-fifty-feet up twenty-five stone steps to the driveway. I swivel my light and perk my ears. I never stroll up with a carefree saunter, at least not before …

Second Half of Inktober (days 16 – 31)

My drawings from the first half of October are posted over here. I consistently continued with daily ink drawings for the remainder of the month and am posting the last half of Inktober today. If you want to see larger versions and the captions that go with the drawings, see my posts on dbsuchart.wordpress.com. Hope …

First Half of Inktober (days 1 – 15)

Have you heard of the global drawing exercise called "Inktober?" This is an annual event where established and aspiring artists from around the world create an ink drawing every day of October (31 days / 31 drawings). The drawings do not need to be polished, and most of mine end up being like field sketches. …

Sisters Three – One of Each

A poem with pen and ink portraits.

Patriotism is not Black-and-White

I was born in the United States and am a citizen of the USA. I did not choose this, but I am thankful to be here. However, I have important loyalties that are sometimes in conflict with the national priorities that stem from my government. My primary allegiance is not to the United States of …

Teresa

"I believe in love and compassion." ~Mother Teresa "Many years ago, just after Mother Teresa had been awarded the Nobel Prize, she was on a Canadian interview show with a biologist who had also just won a Nobel Prize. During the discussion, the biologist began to speak of the possibility of creating everlasting life through …

The River Incident – Guest post by John Mortellaro

Guest post by John Mortellaro

Victor

I have a nephew who is prone to innovative haircuts and expressive selfies, but he’s a pretty good "kid." Happy 23rd birthday, Victor. You were fun to draw.  

Driving for Gopher

One of my essays was published this last week on The Doctor T.J. Eckleburg Review. It is a weird story from my days in Alabama in the early 1990s. I scribbled a sketch for it as well. Here is the link:  https://eckleburg.org/driving-for-gopher-by-david-b-such/

Neil Young – Thrasher

The lyrical poetry of Thrasher is Neil Young at his best. Thrasher, by Neil Young They were hiding behind hay bales, They were planting in the full moon They had given all they had for something new But the light of day was on them, They could see the thrashers coming And the water shone like …

The Opposite of Faith

"The opposite of faith is not doubt, but fear."  ~Philip Yancey, from Reaching for the Invisible God Philip Yancey (Pen and Ink)

Fox in February Snow

This guy had just finished eating a fat vole he snatched from beneath a two-inch layer of snow. I heard the consummation... crunch, crunch, gulp... crunch, gulp, gulp. A satisfied smile appeared on his face and he trotted up the hill until he sensed my gaze from the deck and turned to give me this …

Sketches from Costa Rica

Here are a half dozen of my sketches from our two-and-a-half week trip to Costa Rica. On the muddy road to Colonia Blanca, Costa Rica, we passed a boar being taken to visit a sow.   Native to Costa Rica, Porterweed is often seen in cultivated gardens. Its flowers attract short-billed hummingbirds, moths, and butterflies. …

Nourishment

My essay, "Nourishment - Beyond Mere Sustenance," was recently published in an online magazine called The Flaneur (based in London). It is a story about a meal I had on a business trip in Houston, TX. Here is the link: http://flaneur.me.uk/01/nourishment-beyond-mere-sustenance-by-david-b-such/ I scribbled this scene to go with the story...  

Sigh of Relief

An hour before dawn, with a three-quarter moon shining through a clear sky, I forego the overhead floodlight that typically illuminates my path. Halfway up the twenty-five sandstone steps from my house to the car, I stop with a startle. “What was that sound?” We share this corner of the Colorado foothills with predators and …

Central American Son

Okay, he is not from there, but my 19-year-old son (see "Joel")  is in Costa Rica for his second winter in Central America. Last year he spent a month in Belize and four months in Guatemala exploring the culture, the language, and --mostly-- the birds. He has been writing a blog about his adventures that …

Publishing Coincidence

A couple months ago, my brother, George Such, suggested that I submit some of my essays and/or drawings to various journals for publication. Many dozens of his poems have been published in print and on-line journals over the last decade. After I overcame my initial hesitation and uncertainty, I took his advice. At the end …

Stranger than Fiction

I am a mechanical engineer who primarily oversees work on GE 7FA combustion turbines that drive generators that produce electricity at power plants. That is my job. These units contain a large axial compressor that feeds combustion and cooling air for the gas turbine section. During a recent inspection on one of the units, we …

7-7-77

I am weary. My back complains when I yank the pull-cord of the gasoline engine and the lumbering machine sputters to life. I pull and latch the lever to engage the clutch and reach for the shovel as the blades of the mortar mixer begin to churn the water. After twenty-three and a half shovelfuls …