Anton Chekhov - Stories

I was able to sneak this volume of Chekhov story's away from WGF while he was sleeping on the living room couch. His hands were resting on the book so I gently eased it out, using a feather to tickle his nose slightly. When WGF began to scratch, I was able to remove Chekhov's short story collection from his grip, snap off a photo and then return it secretly to WGF's chest. This photo was very difficult to obtain. WGF's been reading Chekhov along with some de Mauppasant and T.C. Boyle.

Desk plan sketch

I think WGF is hatching a plan to build some type of writing desk. I overheard him talking to his mother on the phone yesterday, while he was baking one of his homemade pepperoni pizzas. "Yeah...I know what you mean. I need a better desk to write on and stuff...." He paused for almost an entire minute, listening to his mother on the other end. "Exactly mom! That's exactly right, you get it now." Needless to say, his enthusiasm for a new writing desk of sorts propelled me to sneak a photo from his sketchbook.

Woman sleeping

I can't tell you who this person is but WGF and her are intimately intertwined in a legally binding, long-term relationship. She wishes to remain anonymous. While driving up highway 41 to visit WGF's in-laws one evening, during a nasty thunderstorm, WGF yelled back to me in the back seat. "Hey Ronny. Show her that sketch I did last night while she was asleep." I said "Sure thing bro." and he corrected me, "Don't call me bro Ronny.
And then, as I showed her the sketch she yelled, "That's not me!".
"What do you mean it's not you... yeah it is."

Not sure what medium used for this sketch and I can't really share my true opinion on this one, as far as capturing a likeness is concerned. Too many risks and nuances involved...."Gotta go... WGF is coming!"

I'll drink us a new home

I don't know for sure what he intended for this poem, but I think it's about struggling with alcoholism. I know that WGF went through some pretty rough years caused by abusing alcohol and I think this poem is about a drunk who's proud of 'drinking his wife a new home'.

This audio recording, and only known reading to exist to my knowledge was buried in a hidden folder on his computer marked "photos of snails". I was shocked to come across it and it's making me wonder what else he has hidden in falsely named folders on his computer. I've never even read this one in his notebooks.

No Matter What We Say

No time to comment, gotta be quick on this one. I just heard WGF open the front door and holler my name. "Ronny, get up fast... I got some great news!" WGF just shouted.

Mamma I'm Guilty

Lamy Safari Fountain Pen Extra Fine Nib

While going through WGF's online banking account, I noticed he made a purchase to LamyPensUSA. I got the phone number off the website, called it, pretended I was WGF and learned that he's made a purchase of a Lamy Safari Extra Fine Nib Fountain pen. He didn't say anything about this pen, and it may be a gift for me, for Christmas!!!

John Ruskin Sketch

This is John Ruskin. He wrote "The Elements of Drawing", a book that WGF is studying to "improve my drawing skills" he said. I told him that I didn't think he needed to improve anymore, but needed to get down to some real art and he scolded me saying: "What the hell do you mean... real art?"