Here is a house for Meg that doesn’t seem to fit into the series, perhaps because it wasn’t a “new build,” but a “renovation,” additions tacked onto an old black and white photo…
A tiny triumph
I work all day with words so I have to set aside special time to listen to podcasts the way other people probably have to make time to read.
This morning I made this trash collage out of scraps on my desk while listening to Marc Maron’s wrenching monologue and wonderful interview with the late filmmaker Lynn Shelton. (So sad. My condolences to her people.)
“Every time we make a thing, it’s a tiny triumph” is a line somebody wrote me in a letter. It’s the truth.
Portable zine rack
Quarantine, week five: I finished a pack of bubblegum and thought, What does this remind me of?
Need to chew more gum so I can make more…
Sticky note collages
In my never-ending borderline-OCD quest to never waste anything and make something of my by-products, I’ve started keeping a pad of sticky notes on my desk and when I have unused scraps from my collages I add them to a note. Eventually the note becomes its own collage, sometimes more interesting than the “real” collage I was working on. (The note above was made while tidying my desk and talking to the friend on the phone.)
The belly of the whale
Here is a diary collage that made it to this week’s newsletter but not the blog. (I thought it paired well with Dan Albergotti’s “Things to Do in the Belly of the Whale,” which is the perfect poem for the moment.)
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