Above is a work completed lately, So Below, as it exists, presently. Dripping watercolor flowing from graphics seems to be showing up in the media these days.
It is National Poetry Month, which is almost over, so:
“In the sacred disorder of the box, a rosary. It’s not telling us how to think about the hour of our death. It’s making a hole large enough to draw a thread through. Long enough to pull a woman back out of the labyrinth.”
Steady Digression to a Fixed Point
I quote above, Elizabeth Willis, just one line of this amazing poem, Steady Digression to a Fixed Point. I am very interested in Joseph Cornell, his dossiers in particular. This poetry is inspired by him, I am sure.