This is the real story of some birds: A jar, a very large jar sits upon the French bakers rack in my kitchen. I fold origami cranes. A lot of origami cranes, it seems they have taken it upon themselves to transform. I noticed there are little tiny hearts on the bottom of the wings. I also noticed they have turned themselves inside-out. A very short story.
Friday, April 25, 2014
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Thursday, April 10, 2014
Forbidden Mystery
I wonder what Joseph Cornell would do?
I-Phones. . .Printers
3-D printers?
Google Earth?
Space Station photography of Earth?
Let's see he was on this planet until 1972. . .hmmmm
He would have enjoyed the tour from one of the curators, I am sure.
Small intimate interesting points of view
collectors of his work, you think?
Feathering my nest
Monday, April 7, 2014
One Of My Dirty Little Secrets
I wonder how I wonder. I wonder how many participants mailed in their Sketchbooks? Many I am sure. I have sent in my money and received many little Moleskin booklets marked with my choice of topics and a code bar.
I might be the only person who thought, how clever, how clever, these are very clever people, you know? The people who came up with the idea of making artists and writers WANT to send their little works of art to travel around the country, is it hat they want to share? Is it that it is just the intrigue of what happens?
I have all of mine. I keep them. I laugh at myself. This is what I do.
Also, It is funny when you try to write and then the computer eats your words. above I want the word that and this computer eats the t to make it hat. I think it wants a hat.
I might be the only person who thought, how clever, how clever, these are very clever people, you know? The people who came up with the idea of making artists and writers WANT to send their little works of art to travel around the country, is it hat they want to share? Is it that it is just the intrigue of what happens?
I have all of mine. I keep them. I laugh at myself. This is what I do.
Also, It is funny when you try to write and then the computer eats your words. above I want the word that and this computer eats the t to make it hat. I think it wants a hat.
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