No literal snow here yet – although last week there was a dusting on the hills – but simply overwhelmed by masses of high-input study and writing.
I did escape to the library last night and now my dining table desk has a towering stack of NZ art books (right beside the etch-a-sketch).
I found a book at the library “Trust” which is 1 of 15 in a “participatory book art project“. Basically its a book with pages blank except for a single word from the poem “The Fount” by John Caselberg (not is any order it seems) . I haven’t picked a page to do yet – there are still plenty free. I quite like “when” … I have 7 days before I need to return it.
I am hoping to go to an event at the Caselberg House at Broad Bay this weekend (the Brasch house is next door).
I quite like the symmetry in this. Although I doubt my response with be in the league of McCahon