Saturday, August 30, 2014


it's a sky
changing changing
 over at the new place
the lovely green roof 
(yes, i see that it looks silver, but it's not)
two chimneys
a care package came from aimee

i needed to 
connect with some paper
some fiber
something gifted was perfect
those greens are from the milkweed i harvested 
in cleveland in july.
she always understands this. 
it's happening right here at home
in fact,
it began two weeks ago
but i played 
but next week
school begins
and i will become a teacher

Thursday, August 28, 2014

monday editions on thursday

hanging out in another's studio was fun
 especially since i was there 
to lead four artists 
into the depths of contact printing on paper
and a bit of cloth as well
 merike's work is rich 
and i had so much fun 
looking around her workspace
when i wasn't working
 we enjoyed the riches of plants and papers
 and worked in the maine woods
right next door was new hampshire
you could straddle the line
if you were so inclined.
 at night i had fun slippers to wear
with my nightie
 and sometimes there is 
a funny mystery in a world of mystery
 while i travelled,
susan gaylord mentioned 
her next 
spirit book
 will have my papers in it!
susan had a table at
the book arts bazaar in april
in portland maine
and we finally met,
and she bought some botanical paper.
 i love when this happens.
 then i went to acadia and mt desert island...
here is sand beach
 where i looked at the beach up close
 and in another direction...
i loved the seaweed this trip,
 the layers of ocean 
 at the northeast harbor library
i looked at some woolies
 and skateboard art
 then hannah took me to
thuya garden
a grand door
 garden gate
and a big pot
 and woods,
carefully nurtured and 
featuring the great north woods.
 even the trailing stuff was intentional.
 details of the lodge 
the summer house
 there was a pool here.
 tiny details almost overstepped
 and these!
 this zinc sink 
made me happy
 as did the ruffed grouse
and these two family hooligans
were hamming for the camera.
it was a whirlwind trip,
and i have still
to catch up.
here in pixie space,
wrote a lovely piece
about our fun collaboration,
a measure, a book,

Sunday, August 24, 2014


 before my trip
 to maine and a tiny group
 of fantastic artists
inviting me for a wee class
 on a lakeside retreat,
there was a tiny, beautiful walk
complete with light show to the west
and ground mist to the east.
workshop news in a little bit.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

winding down the week

chinese box taught by steve
the exemplar that steve pittelkow
made in his box class
that ran while i was teaching contact printing
at the morgan conservatory. 
it came home with me,
a gift.
lucky me!
as did kozo that
took on some coloring
natural, but not intentional.
i'm building a big book
after asking cecile for advice--
good, expert advice.
and i warped up the good wood loom
for a book cover in weft faced shifu
and would like to find another of these looms.
i've been looking-they closed shop.
if you know of one for sale, please contact me.
lokta on lokta
it's been fall-like this past week, 
rain and cool moved in and has taken some of the starch 
out of summer.
the new place
that is finally looking like a home.
no porches yet.
i photographed this
right before i completed the black walnut rectangle
that sits
near one edge.
one of the coolest projects i've 
given another
(with permission) 
was to make me a measuring device 
this tape
woven by the amazing susan johnson
traditional in many ways
measures some things:
 grace notes of birds,
a promise,
a thought,
or such-like.
some twills
linen and cotton and hemp
a useful thing for imagery
for framing thoughts
for fiber artists.
wednesday i leave for a two day workshop 
with some very good book artists.
and, this morning's news:
i caught a nice, big
in the have-a-heart-trap.
surprised us both!
in my haste to let her go i forgot a photo.
 she's back in the garden now.
tending her patch.
locally two amish girls were abducted and subsequently 
this news has me heartbroken.
our culture is very sick
it seems that art makes the briefest of inroads
into the souls of people.
but i will keep making and teaching and doing what little i see
is right and good.
and if that is making a book to love
out of paper that was once a wild-grown flower
that's what i will do.

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