DAY TWO
At 1:00 o’clock in the afternoon a lively band was playing in the courtyard during my lunch break, while Josh was leaving the highest city in the continental US (Leadville).
August 10, 2012 by Erin Fletcher
DAY TWO
At 1:00 o’clock in the afternoon a lively band was playing in the courtyard during my lunch break, while Josh was leaving the highest city in the continental US (Leadville).
August 9, 2012 by Erin Fletcher
DAY ONE
At 4:15 in the afternoon I was adding a patch lining to a spine, while Josh was looking over at Mt. Harvard and Mt. Columbia while sitting on Mt. Yale (all 14k peaks).
August 1, 2012 by Erin Fletcher
DAY TWENTY-THREE
At 2:50 in the afternoon I was toning tissue an light emerald green with watercolor and sous-sous, while Anna was baking apple walnut muffins.
July 29, 2012 by Erin Fletcher
DAY TWENTY
At 3:00 o’clock in the afternoon I was on my out of the bindery, while Anna was up at her cabin for a brief visit–on such a beautiful day.
July 26, 2012 by Erin Fletcher
DAY SEVENTEEN
At 1:30 in the afternoon I was helping Ken with inventory at the Gallery, while Anna was getting some morning coffee before driving to Denver in order to fly back to Minnesota.
July 25, 2012 by Erin Fletcher
DAY SIXTEEN
At 1:30 I recorded a failed attempt at tree marbling on calf with Chris, while Anna just realized she was a bloody mess.
July 23, 2012 by Erin Fletcher
DAY FOURTEEN
At 2 o’clock in the afternoon I was outside in the courtyard at the Boston Public Library enjoying the weather and my lunch, while Anna was finishing up some shaved ice and selecting her afternoon hike.
July 20, 2012 by Erin Fletcher
DAY ELEVEN
At 3:45 in the afternoon I was busy organizing (and trashing) the junk under my desk, while Anna was making a mess and doing some “art” outside.
July 13, 2012 by Erin Fletcher
DAY FOUR
At 12:30 this afternoon I was guarding Anti-Slavery pamphlets from the 1840s, while Anna was watering her waning lupine plant.
July 11, 2012 by Erin Fletcher
DAY ONE
At 2 o’clock in the afternoon I was reading an article from Bitch Magazine on the evolution of the trophy wife during my lunch break, while Anna was running errands around Aspen, Colorado.