I am a devotee of bridges. And letters. I raced home through the yellow sunshiny streets dreaming about the curve of R. The two ball shapes curling under and over the tips. The wide sweep of purple across the page already thick with layers of paper. outlined in red! At stoplights I lunged forward in my seat, hands gripped tightly on the steering wheel. Must get home. Must add letter to book. must must must.
There now. All better.
From Angle of Repose which I am STILL reading:
Good night, good night. I feel smothered, lonely, eager, I don't know what. The future is as dark as the corridor out there, but might be every bit as charming once light comes on it.
I love reading words in a book that express what I feel or have felt, but didn't have the words to say. I learned recently that the correspondences in the book are all actual letters written by a woman who moved west in the 19th century. The descriptions of the west are so startling, so achingly beautiful. I've bent the pages back, folded and unfolded the book so many times it literally has fallen apart. If someone were here with me I would say, "Have pages 3-114 . Let me know when you need the next section." But of course, someone is not here and the cat posse hasn't learned to read. Yet.
It's just me. Finishing up my book, dreaming about the West, painting my letters, scribbling away in my journal, and making blind contour drawings in bed (thanks to Carla).
Good night.
I love all the new pages, what an inspiration.
pure, purple and turquoise gorgeousness
Now I’m drunk. On these excellent photographs, the riot of diversity in the letter types, the drizzly ochre drools on your journal pages. It’s all so beautiful I can hardly contain it.
I found your earlier art journal pages very exciting and stimulating, but I LOVE the richness and texture of what you are doing now! How very brave of you to head of in a different direction this time – is it perhaps inspired by some of the art on the original pages?
I’ll take those pages, if you please. Or you could tell me the name of the book so I could have those delicious words all for myself and not have to return them to you.
Your artistic talent is just overwhelming. How lucky all of us are to be able to check in on you here to see your latest and to get a glimpse into your artistic thought process. It is such a rare and fabulous treat.
Anne
GSOLFOT
I agree with Carla, the last few journal pages are brilliant, and the photos of LA are making me crazy!! I adore that “R”…
Girl, I’m serious here. You are a gifted artist. Send a link to today’s post over to Chronicle Books… you NEED to do a photo/journal book, with Los Angeles as the topic of course.
boyobyoyoboy! now I want to stay home and play. I am happy to see you playing in PhotoShop again. Is that an Action or overlays and color saturation play? Again, boyobyoyoboy!
How I adore Wallace Stegner. Have you read Crossing to Safety which is on your book shelf? I loved that also. Beautiful bridge photo! Have a wonderful day.