Monday, August 11, 2008

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Yesterday, I spent all day making images. The art class that I wanted to take was canceled. It was on narrative images. I thought I would use the class to work on a journal I have been wanting to make that would combine images and journal entries. But just because the class was canceled, I reasoned, no need to give up on that goal! I have a lot of my art materials with me, and I've been waiting for a quiet time (away from the novel) to put my energy into some visual imagery. I find these to be so exciting to do.

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Skin Heart.

This is the first image I made yesterday.

My art class here at FAWC was canceled, but since I had a lot of my art materials with me, I decided to do some journal pages.

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When We Dreamed of Having Children

This is the second image I made yesterday.

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Desire

This is the third image I made yesterday.

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Hollywood

For Judi Heartsong

This is the fourth image I made yesterday. It includes parts of a postcard that Judi Heartsong sent to me recently from California, so I have dedicated it to her.

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"I was no better than dust, yet you cannot replace me. . . Take the soft dust in your hand--does it stir: does it sing? Has it lips and a heart? Does it open its eyes to the sun? Does it run, does it dream, does it burn with a secret, or tremble In terror of death? Or ache with tremendous decisions?. . ." --Conrad Aiken

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Fave Painting:  The Three Ages of Man and Death
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The Secret of Hurricanes : That article in the Waterville Scout said it was Shake- spearean, all that fatalism that guides the Kennedys' lives. The likelihood of untimely death. Recently, another one died in his prime, John-John in an airplane. Not long before that, Bobby's boy. While playing football at high speeds on snow skis. Those Kennedys take some crazy chances. I prefer my own easy ways. Which isn't to say my life hasn't been Shake-spearean. By the time I was sixteen, my life was like the darkened stage at the end of Hamlet or Macbeth. All littered with corpses and treachery.

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