Be... Dream... Play...

in between and around...

in between the covers

of the aforementioned little books

dribbles

palimsests of queen anne's lace

and twisted dandelion weed

dance

side

by

side

pockets,

vellum

and glassine envies

and these too:

blue mushrooms

(gathering these in the woods one Sunday with Martha)

these are the things

the potent ones

the collections

the clusters

and assemblings

that bring me home

to here...

 

xox - eb.

 

my little books...

mornings

under skylight

with vellum and my royal

in a newly off-white tiled room

a line-up of the little books

on the cabinet

Coptic bound

tiny

kind to the hand

little journal books

made with love

and care

using

dried hosta

and hydrangea blossoms 

scraps of linen

mica

and this

loden silk velvet

from the hem of a skirt

that once chair-danced at a wedding

in east hampton

back when Boone looked like harry potter

and I was game for a wild hoist

atop a man-held chair

(I digress)

the interior pages

are dribble rich

and include

vellum (of course)

glassine envelopes

silouettes

of queen anne's lace

large twisty dandelion leaves

and other treasures of early fall...

 

xox - eb.

 

 

 

 

ritual, virtual return...

late September back-to-school

family-wise

is a 24/6 twelve hour busy day

early morning amnesty int., school, cross country

some sunshiney days enough

to break my weather-sensitive heart

I am making books

tiny lovely linen and velvet

kind to the hand books

with hosta and hydrangea blossoms under mica

cleaning up this deck studio

clearing, 

and a new off-white tile floor

in my main front room

finally finished

I've been living at the lake house

this September

retreating with books, writing

and making tiny books

no internet

ready

however

to come on back

home...

 

xox - eb.

pockets of refuge...

savoring

quiet spots

here

and

there

listening

to the restorative songs

of these

pockets of refuge

where are yours?

 

xox - eb.

 

blue hydrangea...

September song, second verse:

today is sunny and crisp

it is the season of apples, cider donuts and fires in the wood stove

I am looking over the smattering of photos from this summer

it was the first time in memory

that I allowed myself

the luxury of having no plans and no projects

however...

there was a very warm day in July

when the color of the blue hydrangea

was ever so cool and soothing

this lovely soft color inspired

a rich, exploratory journal spread

and three window-like mixed-media collages followed

the transluscent rusty borders are strips of the silk

that I dyed with eucalyptus last spring

and I discovered that tulle is a wonderful way

to modify color...

 

xox - eb.

 

a september song...

summer

looked

like

this

and this

and this...

xox - eb.