I've been working on The Art House Co-op's - The Fiction Project for a while now. Actually, I'm almost finished. I'm please with the story I wrote, but I know I rushed to get the book done. I was so sure I wouldn't finish it in time I hurried it along.
Even though I rushed it - I loved every minute of the books creation. It was fun. I went to bed late quite a few nights because I just didn't want to stop working on the book. Part of the suggestions for writing the book were to hand write the story! Well, I think my book would look a lot better if I could have printed it out. No matter how hard I try, my handwriting just isn't the best.
Now, I've come to the part that is holding me back - the cover. I can't seem to decide how to tackle this problem. Should it be a collage? Should I use one of my paintings? Just not sure what I'm going to do yet. Perhaps, I should consult with Melanie. After all, she would probably have an opinion or some magical recipe that would work.
My story is about a mischievous muse named Melanie. She finds a blank, abandoned book and decides to give it a home. She drops it in the lap of a blocked artist and works her magic.
Because of Melanie's mentoring the artist finds her creative voice and the blank, boring book gets completed. The artist then sends the book on to the Art House Co-op to become part of The Fiction Project. It's a simple story, but it has a good message.
Here's a collage of some of the pages in the book.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
I'm always sad to see a tree being cut down. I love trees.
A few months ago, a tremendous, very cool tree at the apartment building where my Dad lives was taken down. This tree used to take my breath away! We were told it was diseased and it had to come down for safety reasons. I think everyone was wishing this wasn't the case. The only saving grace was that parts of the tree were taken to make into furniture by a local craftsman.
The Maple was 200 years old! I felt sick to see it go, but it's a done deal now.
One afternoon, while waiting for the elevator at the apartment I looked out and there below me was the base of the 200 year old tree. To me it looks like an unusual flower.
I had to take pictures of it. This tree is still beautiful even in it's death.
This view is Ipswich, MA looking out from Central Street.