Friday, March 27, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Deer on South
A Wounded Deer—leaps highest—
I've heard the Hunter tell—
'Tis but the Ecstasy of death—
And then the Brake is still!
The Smitten Rock that gushes!
The trampled Steel that springs!
A Cheek is always redder
Just where the Hectic stings!
Mirth is the Mail of Anguish
In which it Cautious Arm,
Lest anybody spy the blood
And "you're hurt" exclaim!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
The Felt Stick
I stretched the guidelines of a studio project in order to create something that I can actually care about.
It is felt with silk, wood, and bee's nest (and soon - egg shells and photographs). It took almost 11 hours of pure felting and some assembly and sewing afterward. I think it came out really nice. I'll post the finished product (eggs and photos) later.
It is felt with silk, wood, and bee's nest (and soon - egg shells and photographs). It took almost 11 hours of pure felting and some assembly and sewing afterward. I think it came out really nice. I'll post the finished product (eggs and photos) later.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Peruvian Reunion in New Hampshire
Last night, my family and I reconnected with some very special people, linking together two halves of my life. I had forgotten what it feels like to have faith in something.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
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