beads and breathing

Making these fulfils something in my long making-things-cycle (there are other cycles, like my daily routine, but my long cycle spans several months). In tandem I am also drawing nature (mostly flora) from observation, reading more than at other points, and running for distance rather than speed. All this stuff goes together right now. It all has to do with an enjoyment of breathing….I think. It’s like I’m drinking out of a big novelty straw as opposed to one of those little cocktail straws. And that is so close to how it actually feels that that is barely a simile.

1. sister’s replica – green, hematite, wood
2. asymmetrical – Red, white, little blue, green, wood
3. healing – Green, little pink, blue, little pink, Green, little pink, then [Trio: orange, green, pink suspension]
4. [not pictured, given to Dan Brew which he wears as a bracelet]
5. an approximation of coral – white, little black, white, little black
6. tropical baby – white, peach, white, green, peach, green
7. my neck, and then – orange, orange, teal, teal, cloudy, teal, cloudy
8. in lieu of touch – Orange, blue, white, blue, Orange
9. Rod’s Pink and Wood – Wood, pink, [dark] Wood, Pink
10. crunch berries – blue polygon, [magenta/red] polygon

It rains a lot in Manchester so most of these have been made in the rain. Consequently, the rain plays with the ink.

This is one of my favorite flowers–it just grows in my backyard. I don’t know what it is called, so if you know please send me a message They are called Aquilegia! (Thank you Rebecca for asking your grandmother who is a flower expert!). They look like little delicate pink hearts at the end of green veins.

Puffins! Drawn on the Farne Islands in Northern England. It was also rainy.

Nesting Cormorants

how to sympathize with an oak tree

Concrescence/Dispersion, or how to sympathize with an oak tree

a strong sense of the pattern (all the colors of sex)

a strong sense of the pattern (all the colors of sex)

Owned by Linda Jankowska. 33.5″ x 23″

A message via mushrooms encouraged me to make more. as much as possible. if possible everyday. and if not possible to see why not. and eliminate the situation(s) that would inhibit this way of being. With this to learn. see. experience. that the scope of my tendencies.ideas are not as significant as just doing if the two things are in conflict. constant doing. this is what to do. I saw myself seated at the same wooden table day after day. and then lived and felt that vision. and really it said it didn’t even matter when a work was done, because that is decided from within the scope of my inclinations.

I’m going to make something else now. This work is the latest of it’s line. perhaps last the last?…perhaps for now…really this decision is no matter.

Here you can see the others.

talking in my sleep

Dec. 1915

I’ve started working on illustrating a story written by Ramsey Janini, Dec. 1915.

This is crow with eye in it’s beak.