As both a poet and an artist, I tend to wander back and forth, crossing the invisible line between the two like a drunk on a bicycle. I give many of my paintings poetic titles and I write poems about art. I’m not the only one who does this. One of my favorite books on the practice of writing is titled The Writer on His Own, and much of … Continue reading Imagining Forth!
I love maps. One of my uncles was a surveyor and he taught me a lot about them when I was a child, made up map games and generally instilled in me a love of these beautiful and useful tools for finding one’s way. A couple of weeks ago, I attended a workshop at The Studio Door in San Diego, a wonderful, relatively new gallery/studio/workshop … Continue reading The Map and the Body
Working as I do in mixed-media collage, I’m an avid ripper and clipper and scanner – old magazines and books, old photos, images I love and want to use more than once, things I pick up on my walks – most recently a beautifully dried and partially shredded shiny brown palm frond. I am a keeper of the scraps. Like others of my ilk, … Continue reading Now That I Found It, Where Do I Put It?