My husband is always on my mind. I want to understand him. I want to know every aspect of him. I think of him at work in Korea--the David I don't know. He's tough and cocky. He wears camouflage and sunglasses. He rocks a beret. He is handsome and dangerous. He smells like gun oil, wool, and sweat.
He uses two types of gun on patrol: the M9 and the M4.
The machine gun is slung casually across his chest like a guitar. He rarely pays much attention to it. I want to know every curve of the metal. I imagine his strong, masculine hand resting on the stock as he checks identification.
His jaw is set differently when he is working. He's quiet and fierce. He can chew gum like it's a weapon.
I love my David. He's the first cop I ever saw as a person rather than an annoyance. The things he does are beautiful because they are a part of him, even if I don't fully understand.
M4 Rifle: wool, cotton, silk, mohair, metallic fiber on canvas
measures 8 by 12 inches before finishing
Look for the M9, coming soon.