Some time ago, I found a dove at the bottom of a window sill and buried it in my herb garden so the worms could do their work. After a while, I dug the bones up and they sat on a plate with their dirt on a shelf in my house and Jolene complained that there were bones in the living room. Since I drove to Haystack, I filled my truck full of possible book making supplies including bones and fabrics.
The Dove Being a Pair by Susan Wells
Dove skull, corduroy, antique quiet square, davy board, hand made abaca paper, cotton cord, pva glue.
When I am
in a tree
I am looking a lot
Looking
for my pair
we are being
one.
There is
thinking that
occurs
inside outside
our selfs.
It feels good
and easy
and light.
The work that
happens
on account
of our
togetherness
sends light
ripples of
girl and boy
union.
It is WHY
we are placed
high
in your
art.
Let it be known
how you are
mist, when
the seas meet &
villages collide
taking hearts
fusing them
permanently.
In the meantime,
we are
sneaking into
your
heart
minds.
The books I made will be at my Open Studio this Last Friday, August 30. The one you see here will not be there because it sold at Haystack. I hope you will come by to see the others….
