Tonight, reading Garden and Gun magazine with a little dinner I made in my new home/studio/cabin/treehouse, I find the story on Wendell Berry to be the "words I needed to hear" in, among other parts, how it closes with Wendell's plans for a Society for the Preservation of Tangibility. (see photo) Tangible: that which has actual form and substance. Tangibility is precisely what I love about creating my work. It's precisely the reason I left my design desk to stand at the easel and sit at the sewing machine! I feel invigorated by the re-discovery of this simple word... tonight, at the dinner table, after listening to American Routes on the radio. Amen. It is with renewed pride I look forward to returning to that easel in the morning, to abandon the worry of automation or futures, and finish this new collection. I invite you all to behold (and hold in your hands!) these paintings in complete analog form at my down-home corner store show on October 8 in New Orleans.
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Bravo! Exactly right. Even though I work in an infinitely repeatable medium (words...words...words) I too worry about the fragility of what I do. But that may be the point, that very risk that it can all be swept away. You go girl! Keep on creating!
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