Yes, that’s Elvis’ head on a stick.
Elvis’ head, again.
Category: Gluebooks
And this time, she will conquer
Some more gluebook collage work.
A Gluebook Poem
Dots of pain
My heart
my death
Perhaps
you’re spying
Wile
eyes
lighten dark and
linger near
dots of Defiance
lighten
dark my dear
line lips and
fill with laughter
choking
Notebooks
I finished up my 5th composition notebook gluebook and started on a new one. Volume 6 is an old, recycled sketchbook containing someone else’s physics notes.
The Freedom Fighter’s Manual
I also finally got images for all the pages of the last big book I did, The Freedom Fighter’s Manual. There are 51 two-page spreads, which is ridiculously huge for one of my books. It took FOREVER to finish, and when I was done I couldn’t stand the thought of scanning the whole thing. I was going to scan it this weekend, so I could put it up on Etsy, but then I couldn’t find the power cable for my scanner. It’s always something. I ended up just taking photos of the pages with my phone, which is going to have to be good enough.
Still to Do
A thousand words
The Nature of Stars & Tomorrow we leave, but where are we going?
Specialty Girl & What keeps beautiful things beautiful?
fragile human spacefarers
Wake Up & Remember
Hark! An Art!
I spent Christmas weekend finishing up work on a collage book I started two years ago. It was enormous (108 pages), so I don’t know when I’ll find the motivation to sit down and scan the whole thing. I did a page-through video, though. (Audio provided by Thomas, who decided that was the perfect time to sit down next to me and chew on his Benebone.)
Working
Trying to finish The Freedom Fighter’s Manual.
Everyone’s a Critic
One of my cats decided to sharpen their claws on the book I’m working in. Jerk.
An Art
You Have Not Yet Become
gluebook collage
Who Comes Here?
Who Comes Here?
The Wild Beasts Tamed
Wearing a Mask that Doesn’t Fit
Walking With a Ghost
red paper boat 