kozo account book moro-jifu, milkweed and hosta paper
composition games
not smoke and mirrors
just me in the old milk house resevoir
making gray for caliban
out of fresh black walnuts,
water,
pickle juice vinegar,
iron & copper pipes
on paper and three cotton cloth strips
such beautiful greys!
ReplyDeleteSuch a soothing post. "fresh black walnuts" & "pickle juice vinegar" were repeated aloud several times.
ReplyDeleteI imagine you mixing and dying, pressing and cutting.
ReplyDeleteSoft depths here.
all so beautiful... both the process and the final piece, just gorgeous!
ReplyDeletemo, it took a while but i nailed it!
ReplyDeletehazel, what a funny spoken poem! i love your riff on my funky words!
michelle, always experimenting and seeing what if's...
claire, thank you, though no really finished anything here, much as i wish there was.
so beautiful, I can imagine you working and asking "what if". Those soft greys are gently soothing.
ReplyDeletejean, yes. i just am in the what if zone, exactly.
ReplyDeleteLooks like a gentle meandering time - and those grey are so restful and calming...gorgeous!
ReplyDeletefiona, just before the end of august is always like this. a few more days and we rev up for school, etc, but now, now it's peace and warm and waiting.
ReplyDeleteGrey is my favourite colour at moment. xo
ReplyDeletejudy, gray is always good. a respite.
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful, in papermaking nature tells it best.
ReplyDeletejennifer, you've said it beautifully.
ReplyDeletethose grays are just dreamy
ReplyDeletethanks, lee!
ReplyDeleteGrey holds other colors quietly. There is pink and yellow here. I can't get enough of this weather. I hope it isn't the calm before a storm.
ReplyDeletejude, i think the richness of this gray is because it comes from fresh black walnuts, plus.
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