Wednesday, August 28, 2013

this summer, last summer



Last summer my paws were stained red from fingertip to near elbow. I stank of tumeric and was taught to sew by a Nepali man. I had my hair short, as it had been the last 7 years. My clothing was constantly spattered with plaster and felt as we worked and worked and worked, listened to NPR and ate croissants. 

This summer I'm slowly learning how to care for a house. Raising rabbits in the backyard and cursing trying to paint a textured ceiling while we live for months without a fridge. Now my hair is unrecognizably long, I feel like I'm in high school again just with better eyebrows. My husband taught me how to use a sewing machine and I'm mesmerized by the indigo and prussian blues of my cyanotypes. Last summer I didn't much like wood cutting, this summer it is my true love and boon companion.

Sweet husboy, Jonett. Next month is our 3 year anniversary!

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

August august augussssxzzzzt, or W(h)ine & Wood


The fridge repair man just left. Still kaput but one step closer- he's ordered a part and asked us to call him when it arrives at our home. Ugh, for realz, being a homeowner is great but the last 2 months dicking around with our insurance has been fucking ridiculous. It was sorta fun for a week or so to not have a fridge, like an extended camping trip, but not so much anymore. 

I've been working my south-paw to the bone on a new series of woodcuts focusing on fauna of Wisconsin. Here are some sneak peeks before I start printing tomorrow.

 fox, fern, arrow, & moon. rabbit, snow berry, thistle, & star.

 badger, laurel, & candle flame.

and one of my favorite Wisconsin animals, Pai.
Not having a fridge blows as resident cook Jonett has kept busy working on a few new batches of wine which I am eying with great anticipation....

 bubble, bubble, my little friend.