yesterday, the magical day, i pulled out what seems to me like an ancient piece of my artwork, called The Book of Trees, to photograph in detail its myriad of accordian fold pages. when i took the dusty piece down from its shelf to closer inspect (through layers of dust, i'll have you know), i was startled at the attention to detail that i incorporated into its design. good grief. when did i have the time for this much work in a single piece of artwork?!
but execute the book of trees, i did, and i'm pleased to announce that for the first time ever, i'm spending a week in western australia teaching a workshop based on its design. back again is my work with copper mesh, with wiring and chains, old papers and photographs, leather book covers, hearts of river glass. holding it felt like holding an old friend, an extension of the me i used to be. here is a photo of the dusty cover (click for closer detail), all based on my love for trees and around a poem i once wrote about the ancient southern and african tradition of the bottle tree.
i'm creating a photo album in the lefthand column of this work of art, so that you'll be able to see it close up and in a decent light. it was published, years ago (i created it in 2002) in a book with a title which alludes me at present (i'm not home to pull it off of my bookshelf, alas). there was a rather small photo that did not highlight the intricate workings of the piece. australian students, have a good time looking at what will be coming your way!!