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Caged Beauty Song

beneath the earthwhere souls restthe fiery haired goddesssings her midnight song
cardinals bellowbluebirds 

The Divine Comedy

In the middle of the journey of our lifeI found myselfwhere the straight way was lost.
to tell what a wild, and rough,and stubborn wood this was,which the very thought renews the fear!
The Divine Comedyby Dante AlighieriInferno, Canto I


When art heals . . .


Говорят надо проще надо чище без эмоций пусть искусство говорит пусть образы самовыражаются не надо на личности не надо за кулисы не надо  пота не надо слез не надо боли не надо жизни давай -- художественно давай -- разноцветно давай -- потише давай --покрасивее
Отвечаю творю -- как творят поэты

Yellow Jazz

more inspiration from Botticelli,mythology, allegoriesand my visits to the Uffizi
The goat songof life and death
Origin:Goat Song
Greektragōidía,equivalenttotrág( os) goat + ōidḗsong or ode

Jeweled Spring

entering the great Uffizito see Botticelli's allegory of springI sit on the benchazul Zephyrus blows at FloraI sit and sketchviewers come and goI sit and imagineVenus and the Graces Italian tempera paints of 1482
I look around the ornate hallmy hands sketch memories from another storytellergoddesses I have onlyread in booksact iv, scene iJuno, queen of the godsfertile and feminine summoned by magical ArielI know what my Jeweled Springwill look like

Stories we can't tell

by Suzanne Coley
They Saykeep it simplekeep it cleandon't get emotionallet your art do the talkinglet your images tell the storiesdon't get personaldon't show behind the scenesdon't show the sweatdon't show the tearsdon't show the paindon't show lifekeep it artsykeep it colorfulkeep it calmkeep it pretty
I Sayi do as poets do


A box of Ooksplease. When I was director of a  New York City art program I would "serve Ooks" at  art functions instead of chocolates.   I would open a box of Ooks and instruct everyone to take one and pass it on.
Everyone enjoyed receiving  a one-of-a kind book. Layered with imagery and meaning, the accordion structure of the Ooks allows for the creation of  interesting designs on the  front and back.  I decided to create Ooks  from all the leftover  scrap papers whenever I was commissioned  to make aLife Book or livre d'artiste.

Ooks are tiny visual narratives that allow the reader to  play with the engaging  accordion structured  visual poetry.
Ooks! Wonderful gifts.

60 minutes in the life of an artist

And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand,Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. Wm. Shakespeare Sonnet LX

Inside Out

hope : noun1. a desire accompanied with expectation ofobtaining what is desired or beliefthat it is obtainablehope: verb1. to cherish a desire with expectation2. archaic: to place confidence or trust - usually used with inToday I planned to writea poem abouthope and hopelessness, andpost a print of a cityscapeswollen with poverty.Why?
One day at the homeless shelterwhen I was doing arts and craftswith mothers and their children,the subject of "hope" and what it meant came up.All the children and theirmoms wanted to talkabout what "hope"meant to them, and they said some interesting things.
But, one 6 year-old boy touched us all.He said, "Hope is something you wish forbut know you are nevergonna get." And, hebegan to tell us why hope is hopeless.

Work my mind: Sonnet 27

Sonnet XXVIIWeary with toil, I haste me to my bed,The dear repose for limbs with travel tired,But then begins a journey in my headTo work my mind, when body's work's expired;For then my thoughts (from far where I abide)Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,And keep my drooping eyelids open wide,Looking on darkness which the blind do see;Save that my soul's imaginary sightPresents [thy] shadow to my sightless view,Which like a jewel hung in ghastly night,Makes black night beauteous, and her old face new,  Lo thus by day my limbs, by night my mind,  For thee, and for myself, no quiet find.Wm Shakespeare

Macbeth's language

facial expressionsas powerful and complex as wordsespecially when emotion is paralyzedThere's no art To find the mind's construction in the faceMacbethAct I, Scene iv

He Listened

Monster SeriesFirst print on handmade paper from100% post-consumer fibersfor new series.I covered too much of theembedded text by accident.I wanted to leaveHe listened. He heard. but all you see isHe listened. He h

Charbonnel black ink worked best for the handmade papers I made.(see detail image above)
 Charbonnel is an oil based inkusually used with etchings.

Lady of Letters, Part V

A Stamp's Silent Songwhat stories do you bring?A postage stampcan be the moststunning image on a letter sometimes.
When I began my postcardseries I wanted to use myown art work for 
the postage stamps.I ordered mine online fromUSPS website
I have been collecting postage stampsfor years and I have beenlooking for ways to incorporatethem into my art.
The Smithsonian National Postal Museumhas a really nice selectionof cancelled stamps from all over the world.They are reasonably priced!

Season of Hyacinths

O' Jealous wind of Zephyrus
    new life    old tales                                               death                                   re-birth                  love  jealousy                        power                                          strength
how one wind can change it all

My mother tongue

is form and colormy mother visited methis week and I realizedI could paint and drawbefore I could speak a language
mother tongue

Grey Matter

Queen Shasha stepped over the 59th street bridge right before getting caught in a bureaucratic tapestry that even Arachne couldn't weave.
No kids to remove.Queen Shasha was one step ahead.The story she told the pretty friendly lady dressed in a stiff blue suit at Bellevue wasrehearsed and believed.
Queen Shasha welcomed experimentalcocktails of blues, whites, and greens.Took her mind off the unknown manwith false teeth telling half truthson the corner of 5th.Bright blue spandex tights and gold halter.Her best Mommy outfit.
(excerpt of one of the poems  from my upcoming Monster Series)

Zephyrus races his shadow



Venusberg came to lifein the most unexpected place
one Friday morning before the sun rose,on a  New York City streettwo stacks of antiqueMetropolitan Opera Houseprograms and magazineswere thrown in the garbagewith other discarded paper products
Divas in the trashso many stories to tellso many dramas to actso many lyrics to singthis was not their final curtain call
I took a stack andanother passerby took the other

Lady of Letters, Part IV

I am shy, and itwas difficult to sendpostcards to peopleI admire, but had never met.exquisite postcards madewith love and many hoursin the studio
Two recipients contacted me.One, with a lovely card.The other, through e-mail.Thank you both!

Unveiling Emotions

Carving at the speed of lifeunveiling my core
exposedto the world

Sundays in Brooklyn

on sundays i miss brooklynla bodega on broadwaycafe con leche in white porcelain cups
on sundays broadway in brooklyn takes you to the williamsburg bridge
suspended in air for 2.3 milesall steel, metal and dreams trains, bikes and realityas i walk toward delancey streetto the lower east side
on sundays i miss . . .

*poem and linocut are 
works in progress for new
Monster series

Beautiful Forms

100% post-consumer fibersunpredictabletemperamentaltexturedfossils
paper specimensbeautiful forms

Paper archaeology

Fossilspermanent traces of things that don't exist anymorepaperuncovering storiesof lives once lived
exposing the pastsheet by sheetmysterious molds 
whisper secrets

Paper like Lace

Antique lace is so beautiful that I wanted to make paper that resembled it.

The process: "Blow out" is the name of the handmade paper process I used to make these sheets of paper.

When the pulp is on the mould, I placed a plastic lace doily  on top of the pulp.  Then, using a water hose, I sprayed the excess pulp off the mould leaving only the silhouette  of the lace.
Sshh.... here's the secret: I kept blowing all the pulp  off the mould, leaving only bits and pieces of the silhouette.
After two hours of ruining everything I touched, I finally was able to perfect the blow out process.  The secret was controlling the water when you spray!
I am currently experimentingwith creating translucent papersfrom recycled paper products.


The yellow sheets are  handmade paper I created in a papermaking class  at Dieu Donne  in New York City
I didn't have enough handmade paper to cover the whole linocut, so I hand marbled the paper, cut it up and glued  the pieces in different places on a large sheet of  Somerset paper.

Brooklyn Public Library, Part II

As a book artist and printmaker one of the best places to  display one-of-a-kind and limited edition books is the library
Brooklyn Public Library gave a wonderful reception. I was invited to talk about my printmaking process and why book arts is my primary  visual medium.

Book arts allows me to  write poetry, draw, illustrate, and incorporate various printmaking techniques  (silkscreen, lithography,  woodcuts, and linocuts) and paint (the covers).

The finished books are complete and offer  interesting visual narratives.

My exhibit had over 50 handmade books in addition to my sketches, diaries, and journals.

Brooklyn Public Library, Part I

Exhibiting at Brooklyn Public Librarywas a dream come true.

BPL allowed me to design the display cabinets for my exhibition.New York CityWinter 2011snowy, wet, drearyoutside
I wanted to brighten the space with gold and red I silkscreened images from my  sketchbooks and  handmade books on fabric.
The images took two days  to thoroughly dry.
I love making tiny accordion  visual books I call "OOKS".I remove the B from books and call them OOKSbecause they are so tiny.