11 April 2013
10 March 2013
Brushing up on my Celtic manuscript lettering and anamorphic capitals. My penmanship is a bit to be desired, but I think I am finally getting a feel for it. I find myself copying down blessings. A William Blake quote that I am fond off is, "The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal; the good one really does." I am simply fond of it, not saying it applies to me.
09 March 2013
26 February 2013
09 January 2013
All of this on top of the fact that the constellations are easily visible by 5:30 p.m., and I am still orienting myself to this new anomaly.
Yet in the time. Those few fleeting minutes as the sun slips beyond. The shapes that manifest themselves are eerily extraordinary. The whole world turns into a silhouette world, a monochromatic puppet show, with dazzling backgrounds. I am fond of this time of day.