Edward Hopper Lighthouse Hill painting

Edward Hopper Lighthouse Hill paintingEdward Hopper Hotel Room paintingEdward Hopper Hotel Lobby painting
practice at this sort of thing ensured that Corky drew as little fumes into his lungs as possible and that none of Shell Oil’s finest got in his mouth. The flow came quickly as he tucked the longer end into the first can.When four gallons had been drawn and both cans filled, Corky carried the containers up to the ground floor. He left the trailing end of the siphon to Brittina Dowd. Her long hair offered tinder, but she didn’t have much fat to feed the fire.After pouring no more than a quart of fuel in the bathroom, he distributed perhaps half a gallon over the rumpled bedclothes. He didn’t prime the two other small upstairs rooms because he’d never been in them and because he didn’t need to saturate every corner to achieve the effect spill a stream of gasoline on the garage floor.[398] He returned for the four aerosol cans. In the kitchen, he placed two of these on the lowest rack of the bottom oven. He left the other two on the lowest rack of the top oven.On his way upstairs with one of the two-gallon cans, he switched off the thermostat on the main floor, and then the thermostat on the upper floor. This would prevent the electric starter from striking a spark in the natural-gas furnace and possibly triggering an explosion of accumulated gasoline fumes before Corky had left the house.Leaving the cap on the can, pouring from the spout, he liberally splashed the pale naked body of