Library receipt art: A BLACK HELICOPTERS collage from Columbine Library. #readingisacreativeact #artisspeech
Preview of a detail of the still life I’m currently working on:
How many layers of commentary about representations of representations are in THIS? I think I beat you, Mr. Magritte!
Want to see the full still life in person? It’ll be in the upcoming GCA open house on May 24, open to the public!
@BlytheWoolston is gonna “like” the crap out of this.
This “detail” is a tinier portion of the painting than you can imagine.
This is the library in Darby, Montana. Darby is a small town best known for the annual Darby Logger Days. Do most small Montana towns have a library like this? No. I think it’s a future worth working toward—a nation of community libraries that are just right for the place and the people.
I’d just like to take a minute to talk about how much I love books. I eat, sleep, breathe books. I also love when people write in books, or leave things in them. I always write little notes in books or leave the next reader a little gift.
In this most current read of mine (which is very good, I am liking it a ton), The Freak Observer by Blythe Woolston (I absolutely love her name), I found that the previous reader was underlining words. I’ve only found two so far, those being “nifty” and “quark”.
I just smiled so much at the fact that other people do what I do, and they show their affection to the book and to the next person, even unintentionally. Also I love the word nifty, use it all the time.
Just knowing that someone else read this books, someone elses warm hands flipped the pages and maybe smiled, frowned, thought about the things I did when I am now reading it makes me all around feel…connected. To that unknown person, to the world.
But then again…I have a very high fever and am a crazy book girl.
