Blue - Book a Week series
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© 2009
- Dimensions (in inches): 3 x 3.25 x .5
- Materials:handmade paper, acrylic, thread, mica, leather, book board, butterfly wing
- Collection of: artists collection (available)
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This small book is made from 2 sheets of hand-made paper, using one of my favorite bindings, the stiff leaf binding. Blue began when I pulled some Abaca sheets during a PBI workshop at Arrowmont in May 2008. The sheets had a black base, inclusions of mica washers and some discarded paint sketches by my friend and collaborative partner Heidi Zednik. I sent the sheets to Heidi to work on. She returned them just as I launched my first Book a Week series - so Blue became the first in the series.
poem by Anna Blonstein called Is This a Manifestation Of?, published in Primavera, vol 14/15, 1991
It isn't mentioned in anatomy or physiology books. It feels blue, this discus lodged inside, hidden beneath my skin, tucked under my left breast. (images of glowing spaceships, shivering light). This blue - is it called electric? the vile artificial blue of sno-cones (bright, enticing without specific flavor) I find nothing like it in nature, except perhaps the iridescent wings of the Blue Morpho butterfly. Fuzzy round the edges (street lamps in a fog) Other than a gentle tremble, it doesn't move much. I worry that it's dangerous, or a threat. Other times the familiar twinge offers comfort despite the slight constriction (the caught breath) I can't tell you more. It isn't mentioned in anatomy or physiology books.
It isn't mentioned in anatomy or physiology books. It feels blue, this discus lodged inside, hidden beneath my skin, tucked under my left breast. (images of glowing spaceships, shivering light). This blue - is it called electric? the vile artificial blue of sno-cones (bright, enticing without specific flavor) I find nothing like it in nature, except perhaps the iridescent wings of the Blue Morpho butterfly. Fuzzy round the edges (street lamps in a fog) Other than a gentle tremble, it doesn't move much. I worry that it's dangerous, or a threat. Other times the familiar twinge offers comfort despite the slight constriction (the caught breath) I can't tell you more. It isn't mentioned in anatomy or physiology books.
Read a blog post about this book here.