I illustrated a poem by Dana Roffler, a whimsical verse about a midsummer's night frolick under a full moon.
It was a challenge, but fun, to bring together a parade of animals.
Saturday night's September full moon hid behind soggy clouds, but that didn't stop the annual Sacred and Profane at Battery Steele. It's also a frolick of sorts that brings together art installations in the bowels of a World War 2 era bunker on Peaks Island, along with performances and eerie music echoing down damp halls.
This stone bird by island sculptor Robert Vandersteenhoven was a stoic sentry.
There's always new paintings on every surface, and in the darkness you never know what you'll find.