My goal, 200 artist books, seems almost attainable. I'm to 60+ books and the end of April (my self-imposed deadline) looms far not near. Yesterday's additions derived from a new source! The Watergate Tapes... I'm folding the book that inspired my winning 3-D piece - "Fishing for Nixon". Aged paperbacks fold nicely, thank you very much. ... read more
I was a one-girl band in the mid-1960s. My parents somehow procured an entire "band" which could be strapped to one's chest and hung over shoulders. The front contained a washboard with a scrub brush, a floogle horn-type assemblage, lots of cymbals, , a bicycle horn, spoons and the rear assembly could be activated with a lever. I don't remember what all was included, just how wonderful the entire ensemble sounded to my seven-year-old ears. ... read more
Work continues on the Ann Head but progress is slow. This sore throat/fever/aches and pain - stuffy and I can't rest syndrome is for the birds. My sedentary days make the dogs nutzo bazooms because I won't take them for a walk until the sun goes down and the air is cooler. My little household fills quickly with internal squalor as my health declines. Rob [my muse] remained home last night as The Assemblagist ventured out into the public domain to seek inspiration and comfort amongst friends and family. While the opening act proved sufficient to reduce my ill-gotten cold symptoms, by the second hour my throat began to its quick descent into complete oblivion as my tonsils and adenoids became visions of past infections. ... read more
