{Here comes the night. A moment captured long ago now.}
There is one week and one day to go before Louise and I set up our new work in gallery two of Craft Victoria, and we are both feeling as though encased in our chests a thousand and one butterflies flutter. Remaining still a sizable proportion of things each of us would like to do, the finish line draws closer by the hour.
I cut out various collage elements to the classical sounds of Bach and Chopin, hoping my hand will follow tempo of harpsichord. I glue various collage elements, usually in silence, hoping all will follow my command and adhere smoothly to the page, creating no paper Himalayan mountain range. Having watched a documentary on the mighty river Ganges, (Daughter of the Mountains) scenes from northern India play over in my mind on continuous loop. I saw musk deer frolic and blue sheep climb, and the visuals so rich took my breath away. Seems no nature documentary can be watched without a lump in the throat as I sit in absolute awe, pleasantly exhausted or otherwise.
Below is a look at one of twenty new artists’ books of mine (each one different). For purpose solely of this iPhone video foolery, this one seemingly pulled from packed bookshelf upstairs in the State Library of Victoria. Stand beside me, look over my shoulder, as I turn the pages and try to make left hand follow brain's instruction, this is for you.
{Friends, we are no filmmakers, but Louise & I do like to share. Here is the first of a handful of intended tiny moving visuals captured with iPhone's aid for your amusement.}
