Gazing at a distant star
“Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.”
I’m so happy to be working in my altered books again. Earlier this year I put ALTERED BOOKS on my focus list so that I wouldn’t forget! It’s been a long time and it felt so darned good. Painting with my fingers, tearing paper, perusing magazines + paper stashes for blues + oranges + yellows. Every medium [and combination thereof] is my favorite. I could never choose!