Monday, August 3, 2015

a little getaway

 in maine for a wee while
before going to longridge 
to meet and work with sandra brownlee
but first a visit with 
 my nephew rich
his species list for the day 
was longer than mine,
but he taught me new birds: 
gannet, puffin, and others i've heard of
but never seen.
 and he said this was not a big cruise ship!
 leaving the harbor
i admit i couldn't focus
on photos
i was way to thrilled
 puffins swimming amongst their friends
petite manan island

 endlessness and 
big swells. 
our five had two a little sick
one really sick,
so they retreated to the rear.
 i was in the bow 
thrilled and flying
it was like riding and jumping
and then i heard the breath
of the big fin whale
 impossible to photograph in my excitement
 and after four hours on the ocean,
out of bar harbor
we had a BIG lunch
"don't," she said
but i did.

Thursday, July 30, 2015

two kinds of skein

two kinds of skein
but i'm looking at milkweed
 my camera and me are limited
we focus on one thing
and then another shouts to us
but we become confused
full of wonder
 until i look up and see it:
 this lovely word, 
 is exactly what i've been seeing
for a long time
 in robert macfarlane's book 
about lost or disappearing words
related to landscape
 he mentions some new words
honeyfur, slogger, wolfsnow, sutering.
landskein is "the braid of blue horizon lines in hill country on a hazy day"
 the word was first spoken by "a painter in the hebrides"
and it is 
like hortus siccus
a word for a new body of work.
i am making landskeins in a landskein.
the work began and the word found me, beautiful.
 i am also finding seeds.
i'm guessing it's dogbane
but i need to check.
it arrived in my living room
and took up residence on my warp.
 a new flower for me--
still looking this one up
but notice it has those odd stems
 tiny and bold.
 i have been in a struggle with emotion and exhaustion,
 the weeping of spent daylily blossoms
has properties i've tried to catch
 on spun lokta
another landskein.
and today,
another pot of contact prints. 

Saturday, July 25, 2015

here, again

the sky
 to the south and west was wild
and to the east,
was quiet
 turning to this
that view--
 i saw there was some action
where that white and bruised indigo meet
that's where the new place is!
and indeed there was a thunderstorm.
 back to the east there were 
delicious, qiuet

 i've been enjoying reading 
robert macfarlane, 
thinking about words and land
 many colors and threads,
mostly indigo and evergreen
around here, anyway.


continuing walking i find this 
 coyote berryeater has been by
 leaving notice all up and down the middle of the road
one for each night,
 walkers beware!
coyote is announcing stuff! 
 chamomile is richer than
i've ever seen it here before. 
 paths: coyote?
gray fox?
cottontal or showshoe hare?

 here, we got a paintwork
 strong color
 and then a second one showed up
 clouds lowered and a few drops hit
but i didn't get wet, not very.
looking down 
at my feet was a little bookish chunk of steel.


my wizard friend
carol blinn
presented me with this:
 a little book showcasing my paper
out of the blue
(and the press)
here it is with one of the latins newly named.
 at w.s.w. i took a chance on some weird pop.
  nifty bottles
and the flavors were curious
they say
(so appropriate, maybe i should name my blog this!)
 and then this
became this
 a dye experiment
on spun lokta.
and then as i've been thinking and working 
with blossoms
i printed with daylily blossoms
the ones that drip rich magenta
on the green leaves below 
so i contact printed/dyed on piece of case paper and 
teamed it up with indigo
and we'll see where they go 
 daylily and one lone hibiscus 
spent blossoms...
that weird experiment above?
we're half way through.

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