Nothing is Empty
To find the place where words and image meet. To explore the integration of form and content. To refine and expand the old. To wade into and confront the new. To add threads to the weaving of the web, voice and hands singing. To call and to respond.
The circle dances,
the snake becomes a flower–
what is and is not?
dVerse is asking for a haibun about the plans we have for our writing…as you may know, plans are not my forte. But I have lots of ideas.
The collage is from 1979; in my cleaning I found several portfolios of old work and I’ve started photographing them. Through the magic of Photoshop, I’ve added a recent watercolor. The Old always informs the New (and vice versa of course), and may be just as surprising upon rediscovery. I wish I still had some of that rice paper; I remember it well.