For a super hot Canada Day in Britain, a hotshot Canadian batting for the Brits. Charles Seymour Wright (”Silas”) was a badass physicist and straight-talking pottymouth, who took “get ‘er done” to new levels, from Antarctica, through two world wars, and back to Antarctica, with some various research posts in between.
He wasn’t actually 14 on the expedition but I was drawing without reference and I’m rusty. Bottom image based on this caricature by the invaluable Denis Lillie:
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people…Certain heads, certain colours and textures of human hair leave permanent marks on me. Other things, too. Charlotte once ran away from me, outside the studio, and I grabbed her dress to stop her, to keep her near me. A yellow cotton dress I loved because it was too long for her. I still have a lemon-yellow mark on the palm of my right hand. Oh God, if I’m anything by a clinical name, I’m a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.
J.D. Salinger, Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters & Seymour