A Walk About with a Dip Pen
all in a day of ups & downs
A Walk About with a Dip Pen This moment . . . I rode these marks In waves of rollicking fun Twists & turns No form, no fancy. That moment . . . I’m in the tangle. In the torn. All the bits & pieces so stark, unadorned. Edging closer. Hemming in. Pushing on All a-tangle. A Pause . . . Here. Hear. A subtle heartbeat, A sure and bated breath. A harmony of riffs, “There. There,” she says, like the sprouting of a seedling. Quiet rest assured. “We can do this together.” Note: On an ordinary day of ups and downs, there are moments I just can’t manage to enter A Pause . . . My Art: a dip pen, carbon black ink, acrylic fluorescent paints, collage created on a Gelli plate, and scripting (my personal word flow intended to be indecipherable)
