It's June and the swelter is upon us. The cats are growing lethargic, the neighbors are lighting tiki torches every night and I'm finally finding time to print. Slow going - it's been a tough year, and it seems like there is no end in sight for transition-o-rama. I can almost see everything moving. Passing through, by, towards. Action verbs, nothing static. I think everything is moving in a positive direction - I am ready to dump the jetsam (biodegradable and, truth be told, invisible) and keep swimming. Life architecture. Working toward the September show in Chicago and it seems like the book from last year will be finished as a by-product. It's strange to work from the periphery but effective. I'll head back to WI to make paper and am saving for a Hollander beater (anybody have 10K they need to give to a worthy cause?). I am lucky to have such wonderful friends. I'm off to buy Japanese paper now. Bye!
This blog forum is strange - private to write but public to post - like red snappers spitting out their stomachs when caught on a line.
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