"Cylinder sacks of water filling the oceans,

endless bullets of water,

skins full of water rolling and tumbling

as we came together.

As though light broke us apart...."

from "Genesis" by Ruth Stone

2015-2017 series

made with various media: watercolor, ink, acrylic, graphite, charcoal and pastel, collage, and various drawing media

"...Though we wander about, 

find no honey of flowers in this waste, 

is our task the less sweet— 

who recall the old splendour, 

await the new beauty of cities? 

The city is peopled 

with spirits, not ghosts, O my love: 

Though they crowded between 

and usurped the kiss of my mouth 

their breath was your gift, 

their beauty, your life...."

from "Cities" by HD (Hilda Doolittle)

current series (2016-present) in various media: oil, acrylic, collage, drawing, textile, hand and machine stitching, etc.

"The poppies start as aliens

end as husbands, a pause

of light, a dull scatter.

Transports dandelion clouds.

Venus passes between sun &

earth...."

from "The Transit of Venus" by Susan Firer

2016-2017 series

watercolor, ink, graphite, charcoal, prismacolor, acrylic

"...In the empty theater of such a night, waking to meet

no external radiance, this is the final struggle left to win,

this the sole beacon to beckon the darkness in and let the rest

begin...."

from The Ghost Light by Robin Morgan

ongoing exploration of light/empty space/division (2015-present) in graphite, watercolor, prismacolor, charcoal, pastel

"On rain washed paper dried, ink

still blurs. But all words

are stains. The paper’s rippled

lunar, mountain and crater, 

and seas on the moon, misnomer 

of plains that looked like 

water once, no-end-to-it shadows, 

fractal to fractal...."

from
"On rain washed paper dried, ink" by Marianne Boruch

very current work in book arts, in various media

"...and there space: a chill expanse

widening out, a fluid

surface breaking in the light..."

from "Alternate Landscape" by Brad Leithauser

2014-2016 series: watercolor, acrylic, ink on paper

"Things weren’t very specific

when I was in labor,

yet everything was

there, suddenly: all that

my body had known,

even things I’d only been

reminded of occasionally,

as when a stranger’s scent

had reminded me

of someone I’d known

in the distant past...."

from "In the Distant Past" by Carrie Fountain

a few selections from 2009-2015, including welded steel, assemblage, and installation

"...There was a time when I was questioning, always asking, when I was talking, wondering, there was a time when I was feeling, thinking and all the time then I did not know repeating, I did not see or hear or feel repeating. There was a long time then when there was nothing in me using the bottom loving repeating being that now leads me to knowing..."

from "The Making of Americans" by Gertrude Stein

(more coming soon)

"I tried each thing, only some were immortal and free.
Elsewhere we are as sitting in a place where sunlight
Filters down, a little at a time,
Waiting for someone to come..."

from "As One Put Drunk Into the Packet Boat" by John Ashbery

(more coming soon)