Lost Nuts and Found Bolts

Ireland 2013, M's reflection 35mm  Practicing presence,      at least trying.  beauty in the passing moments, slip by so quickly and quietly i sometimes barely notice.  The other day I was walking to work from the "L", and I heard the clip clopping of feet, the scrapping of metal, and the drone of machines -  a moment that I happened to be present, John Cage would have been proud.

T ried drawing Robots  apocalyptic survival gear. Not my way of working rendering, perfection,    Looking at new and old -   Reinventing   what is important I write in vague references.   I make moving images, dialogues with color and form.  Abstractions. Coupled with narratives from the day to day Looking   for an answer, coupling   the impression of images on paper, the imprint of type,  embossed and read  forward or reversed. Handmade, cut and folded impressed images over and over again. The ability to make bend, spindle and mutilate. Pushing the ink right off the paper. It’s more than layers. O Summer 2012

The Twins behind the wall   09/04/2013 11 1/2" X 17"  ink on hand made paper getting back into a routine,  As Nick Sistler has reminded me, "You have to show up"  As I finished this drawing. I realized that my life has been about breaking down walls and barriers mostly constructed by myself. It's hard to see the detail. but I am heading into huge panorama's the original version is 100 inches long  by 33 high.  If I could step back into that space.   Perhaps if I print it big enough, then place it front of a large mirror, then I can step through and WHALA I'm back in Ireland. 

"The Twins in Ireland #1" 12" X 17" pen and ink on handmade Abaca 2013 "The Twins in Ireland #2" 12" X 17" pen and ink on handmade Abaca 2013 So We face each other now, Stephen and I not estranged any longer. Does that mean I am free to go on my way -  now that I have reestablished our bond. I can get back to work,  creating, in ways that we might have as two. Ireland whew, I'm at a loss for words, even pictures don't really capture the depth or the beauty.  It's like looking at a picture of the Grand Canyon, I don't think it can ever replace or replicate the experience.  Images are springboards.

Back Porch, 6830 around midnight Another image from scanned 35mm negatives. I like the way making images feels, it seems like then, I have some sort of control. If I was driving I would have left long ago. But the plane leaves on Monday. I am anxious of the unknown. 

Louisville- 70's It's been a few weeks since I've visited.  But,  in a few days  I'll be heading  off to Ireland  with Marilyn.  For a two week residency. Away from the waiting,  towards an understanding of the other.  I see my life spent  waiting for something to happen and when it finally did  I saw it in retrospect.  In retrospect.

Marilyn, Zack and David, Louisville 1976 - Digging a Hole!