A little introduction to the hero of our tale, Lonna.
Field notebook firmly in hand. At least one pencil woven into her thick black braid for easy storage. A bit of a collector. Many things in her pockets at all times. Lonna constantly wore the “Cardigan of 1000 Pockets”, a gift from Sera and perfect for specimen collecting in the woods. She considered herself something of a scientist and had filled many journals and notebooks with her observations of creatures and flora in the woods. The pages were peppered with small, hurried drawings and notes in the margins, more often questions than anything else.
Lonna's bedroom was filled with jars of curiosities, terrariums with various mosses growing. She kept bioluminescent mushrooms growing under her bed, next to her neat row of shoes. The glow from under the bed was intense enough to read by late at night - one of her favorite activities. At one end of the room stood a towering, teetering bookshelf, stuffed with books & further stacks on top, beside, before it, giving the impression of a small metropolis growing out of the floorboards.
Having once seen the etching Exposition au Salon de 1787 in an art history book, Lonna’s walls were covered nearly floor to ceiling in framed drawings, pinned notebook pages, dried flowers and herbs, and a large collection of shadow boxes. Each one housed varieties of moths, butterflies, and various other insects. Some featured rocks. No matter the contents, each specimen had its own little note card describing its traits. When she couldn’t find the Latin name, she’d make one up. She recorded their observable characteristics and their folkloric ties. To Lonna, who had grown up watching her mother embroider & weave next to the light of the fireplace, the world was one giant tapestry, made of millions of threads woven together, everything connected, many paths to the truth, and because of her dad James (an ocular specialist, who had a workshop where he made glasses, monoculars, binoculars, telescopes, mirrors, and some objects of a more mysterious variety...) there were also many different lenses through which to see it.
High Lonesome is the story of Ghost Mountain, a remote Appalachian village populated by spirits, long-forgotten gods & the descendants of a defunct cult. We follow our hero Lonna, as she outwits gods and ghosts alike to win back her father's soul from the malevolent forces in the woods.
This project tells the story of Ghost Mountain through a series of hand-carved relief prints that are designed as illuminated manuscripts and supplemental illustrations. This page is an invitation to step into the story as I write it: a place to document the process, from taking notes in my little green book to mapping out characters in my sketchbook to pulling the final print. This is a living, breathing story. You are most welcome here, dear reader ♥