Journals, Photography

January 7-13

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January 7-13

There’s nothing exciting on these pages, content-wise, but I thought I’d show why I wanted to use art paper in my planner. It’s cheap paper, but it works fine for watercolor pencil, Prismacolor, and Pitt pens. And, you can see why I complain about the lack of sunshine. This was actually a pretty good week, for Winter in Indiana.

Altered Books, Art, Found Poems, Poetry

The Witnesses

The Witnesses
collage with Portfolio watersoluble crayon and found poem in altered book
9 3/8 x 11 3/4 inches

The Witnesses

When they die
you call them gods
made and placed in shrines.

Hoping to convince the uninterrupted generations,
defiance was the response;
The terrible choice between denying
and the claim that these could catch fire
Among the disaffected and the restless
who had inspired with the idea
who had dared a stubborn dissident
who had refused to obey
And took for granted the sacrifice and submission.

Photography

Two Wishes

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I had a bunch of crafty stuff, including some plastic pony beads, charms, and assorted jewelry making supplies, that I brought back from the Owen County clean-up project. I didn’t really want the supplies so much as the nice storage boxes they were in. Today, there was a Freecycle request for plastic beads, so I was able to pass on everything I didn’t want.

In sorting through the boxes, I came across a cheap, plastic magnifying glass. Hmmm, I thought. I took a few photos with it, but it’s dark out, so there’s really not enough available light. Tomorrow, I intend to play around some more with it.

Photography

Drain

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This was taken at the main library, in the women’s bathroom on the 3rd floor of the west tower. Yes, this was once a Sink in a Bag. The end one, to be exact.

I don’t know what the heck the custodians use to clean the sinks, but there are deep scratches on all the fixtures and drain hardware. This one was the worst, though. The chrome plating is almost entirely scoured away, showing the brass underneath. And you can see greenish areas, where the metal is corroding.

Ew!

Found Poems, Poetry

The Witnesses

The Witnesses

When they die
you call them gods
made and placed in shrines.

Hoping to convince the uninterrupted generations,
defiance was the response;
The terrible choice between denying
and the claim that these could catch fire
Among the disaffected and the restless
who had inspired with the idea
who had dared a stubborn dissident
who had refused to obey
And took for granted the sacrifice and submission.