I was reading Olive the other day, and stumbled across her post on artist Su Blackwell. She said that I would fall madly, deeply, truly in love with these book sculptures. And oh how I did!
It makes me want to buy an old book just to try my hand at it.
Speaking of old books, did I ever tell you what Zach got me for our wedding anniversary? It was a first edition copy of an E.E. Cummings' book with the poem we had read at our wedding in it. Isn't that a wonderful gift? Here's the poem, which I love love love (the first four words are also inscribed on my wedding band):
i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday;this is the birth
day of life and love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any--lifted from the no
of all nothing--human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
Someday when I finally renovate the backyard I want the first stanza painted on the gate to the garden. Wouldn't that be a wonderful way to be greeted?
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