Monthly Archives: November 2011
More on repetition.
New studio installation: (Having some nostalgia, and some regrets, but mostly it’s just awesome.)
Open Studios, or, Repetition is My Means of Expression
The Stove Factory (mostly the Artists’ Group of Charlestown) is having an open studio event next weekend. That’s December 3 & 4. If you’re around, come by — I will be a gibbering mess in the back. I may try … Continue reading
Why I wear men’s pants, or, Reading “How to Suppress Women’s Writing”
There were two reviews of Joanna Russ’s How to Suppress Women’s Writing on tor.com over the last few months, both of which made it sound really damn interesting. So I went looking for it. As it turned out, it’s available … Continue reading
Almost out of sorts
That’s my case of Bembo. I thought, Oh, I will set type and then I can print tomorrow. But in fact, it turns out, I will set type and then order some more. I’m down to my second-to-last g, and … Continue reading
Cotton
It turns out that spinning cotton is fun. Because it is a bit challenging. I am pleased. I have no idea whether or not it’ll be useful for anything. The cotton gin must’ve been a revelation of joy, if the … Continue reading
Scythian Lambs!
That is part of the top layer of a twenty pound box of cotton. Which I am going to clean and turn into paper. Hell yeah.