One more long work day before a long weekend mostly spent at my day job, but with one photo shoot thrown in for good measure.
Today my goal is to see how far I can get binding books and making covers and colophons. Thanks to a studio day on Tuesday, I now have a set of prints from one linoleum block, and more to carve out of my wood block.
Everything keeps moving.
Poetry challenge:
April 17th – (I found a quote I wrote in my journal quite some time ago. It is a quote by Dorothea Lange, and I used part of it – “You’re right on the thin edge” as part of the inspiration for this poem. The rest of the inspiration came from another ‘Three Things’ edition from Hazel and Wren.)
1.
You’re right on the thin edge
of the threshold
a wooden beam
painted, sanded smooth
separating you
from a suffocating sea.
The door open wide
asking you to go out,
the sea to come in.
2.
The waves lap
with interest
a question in their rhythm
coyly wondering
how you might taste.
3.
Inside the tea party continues
tiny cucumber sandwiches
on whole wheat bread
with butter
and over sweetened tea
lace table cloth
and fine china
each tea cup staring
asking what it would take
to make you break.
April 18th – (no particular inspiration for this one, in fact it is kind of blah and short. I may write more later today.)
Wind
leaves and branches bend
the oak leaves still have not fallen.
I shiver
shut inside
turn away from the oak leaves
back to my work.