the tender red thread.

my adventurer friend jeremy hush scales walls to mine abandoned, haunted places, carrying organ pipes and bone and other precious debris home to compose his world of lost and forgotten things. he draws with a ballpoint pen, tender yet sharp images, imbued with the ghosts of clockworks, pale hands bent in prayer to unknown gods and the damp feathers of dark birds. i love his work and above are his newest pieces from 'a threaded whisper' showing now at philly's part time studios. 

xo