Traveling Through the Dark

I created  a piece for a poem I really like called “Traveling Through the Dark” by William Stafford. It goes like this:

Traveling through the Dark


Traveling through the dark I found a deer
dead on the edge of the Wilson River road.
It is usually best to roll them into the canyon:
that road is narrow; to swerve might make more dead.
By glow of the tail-light I stumbled back of the car
and stood by the heap, a doe, a recent killing;
she had stiffened already, almost cold.
I dragged her off; she was large in the belly.
My fingers touching her side brought me the reason—
her side was warm; her fawn lay there waiting,
alive, still, never to be born.
Beside that mountain road I hesitated.
The car aimed ahead its lowered parking lights;
under the hood purred the steady engine.
I stood in the glare of the warm exhaust turning red;
around our group I could hear the wilderness listen.
I thought hard for us all—my only swerving—,
then pushed her over the edge into the river.


A bit morbid, but I think the piece is cleverly written. I also like the way the difficult choice is presented.

The illustration:

Lately I’ve been trying to include more mixed media in my pieces. Usually, I create a drawing using only pen and ink. Here, only the man is inked. The trees and the deer are done in pencil, and I used an ink brush pen to create the smokey stuff. I like the texture from the ink brush, and the hazy quality from the pencil is cool, too. I noticed that my recent pieces have darker and more saturated colors. Interesting. This might have to do with the subject matter of those pieces, though.

This is what the original drawing looks like, pieced together in Photoshop:


About detectivestone

I'm an illustrator from Massachusetts, trained at the Massachusetts College of Art and Design.
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