Joseph Mallord William Turner Keelman Heaving in Coals by Night painting

Joseph Mallord William Turner Keelman Heaving in Coals by Night paintingJoseph Mallord William Turner Caernarvon Castle paintingJoseph Mallord William Turner The fighting Temeraire tugged to her last berth to be broken up paintingJoseph Mallord William Turner The Burning of the Houses of Parliament painting
AFTER THE APPLE HAD BEEN CUT IN HALF, the halves had been sewn together with coarse black thread.Ten bold stitches were uniformly spaced. Each knot had been tied with a surgeon’s precision.The variety of had already yielded what clues it contained: none.Here in the west wing of the mansion, Ethan’s ground-floor apartment was comprised of this study, a bedroom, a bathroom, and a kitchen. Tall French windows provided a clear view of nothing real.The previous occupant would have called the study a living room [2] and apple, a red delicious, might have significance. Considering that these messages had been delivered in the form of objects and images, never in words, every detail might refine the sender’s meaning, as adjectives and punctuation refined prose.More likely, however, this apple had been selected because it wasn’t ripe. Softer flesh would have crumbled even if the needle had been used with care and if each stitch had been gently cinched.Awaiting further examination, the apple stood on the desk in Ethan Truman’s study. The black box in which the apple had been packed also stood on the desk, bristling with shredded black tissue paper. The box