image transfer

I've been continuing experiments with this technique. I like the cloudy, dreamy quality, and the potential for making variations on an image, partly dependent on how my printer is acting on a particular day. Is it making stripes, shifting colors? I'm doing some collaging in Photoshop and then sometimes adding more paper and other items later.

too much for this ol' brain

I created the blog and immediately lost it. I'd better write down the address. It's discombolulating to not be able to see how the final product will look as I type. And virtual community saves gas, but will my legs become mere vestigial appendages? I think I need to go for a walk. Thank God for Ben.

Days pass like ships in the night

heads buried

in our own endeavors.

You wake up too early

I come to bed too late

Sometimes you paw at the door,

push your nose in my hand

and and go away satisfied

until I have time for a walk

and a roll in the leaves.

You wash the dishes, too

don’t care if I cook.

We live on peanuts for days

and then you bake a pie.

I keep waiting

to wake up from this dream.

(twice) seven years and you still surprise me.

Good thing we’re not married

we might have to fight.

New Tools

Goodness! This week I learned how to put a photobook on a Shutterfly share site, and how to archive an art exhibit in a Facebook album. Now blogging? Hmm. Each new medium has its quirks and limitations. As I struggle to figure them out, the chill autumn world outside beckons. I write and make art about re-connecting with the natural world and wait for photos to upload into the ether.

Images from Dia de los Muertos 2009 curated by Rene and Rio Yanez: My "and still i rise: The Life and Death of An American Beauty" and Cynthia Tom's "Permission Granted."