"The path [to home] runs straight as a plum line, worn smooth by feet and baked brick-hard by July..."
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
This is the final anthropomorphism in the series, but it didn't make it in the sketchbook. Sometimes we're not done, when the deadline arrives, and passes. Deadlines aren't reasons for conclusions. Now this project feels done, and is remotely concluded. It was a sketchbook project, after all, which I take as exercise; strength building for the thing we do truly. I have some projects that I needed to get started on, is what I am saying. The quilt is coming... expect more embroideries, a larger scale, more detail, sequence, and a canvas with intersecting lives, family history. Families as we know them: unlikely juxtapositions, that are rational in the Dawson's Creek sense of the word.