Book project: third page (9 and 10)

This photograph is in the first chapter, 'Forerunners,' and the outlined text says, "It is not in outside act or frantic gesture that life abides, but in the deep and secret regions of the soul... it is in the moment that precedes or follows a kiss that soul meets soul."
As soon as I read that line, I knew I had the perfect picture for those words. This photograph shows a man and a woman, looking at eachother in such a way that you can feel their intensity for one another-- the meeting of their souls, if you will.

Sewing is a woman's task, as is the Time spent sewing. White paint is used on house interiors to cover up things that shouldn't be seen. Women are in constant relation with Other Women.

Book project, pages 5 and 6

Two more pages in my Women And Other Women book. This photograph is in the first chapter, entitled 'Forerunners' and the text that is outlined says, "Against whom, indeed, should we fight?"

Sewing is a woman's task, as is the time spent sewing. White paint is used on house interiors to cover up things that shouldn't be seen. Women are in constant relation with Other Women.

Book project: Women and Other Women

This book is titled 'Women and Other Women' by Hildegarde Hawthorn. These are photos of the first and second pages, the front and back of the first photo. I'm hand-sewing the photographs into the book, correlating the image with the text on the page. (The text is painted over, but is not opaque.) When you flip through the book, you see the image, the stitchings, and the backside's stitchings, which are sometimes more interesting than the fronts.

Sewing is a woman's task, as is the time spent sewing. White paint is used on house interiors to cover up things that shouldn't be seen. Women are constantly in relation to Other Women.

Too Many

there are too many things to say and not enough words
there are too many words and not enough things to say

I love you
I'm sorry
I miss you
I wish you were here
I wish there was more time
I wish you didn't have to go
I wish we weren't so far apart
I wish you were here to hold my hand

Do you love me?
Are you sorry?
Do you miss me?
Do you wish I was there?
Do you wish we had more time?
Do you wish you didn't have to I?
Do you wish we weren't so far apart?
Do you wish I was there to hold your hand?

sometimes I know the answers
sometimes I know because you tell me
sometimes I have no idea
sometime we don't talk
or we talk
but we don't communicate
or we communicate
but not with the same language

I think you hide from me
sometimes
I love you so much that it hurts
maybe it hurts you
maybe it's too much love
too strong
too hard
you know what else is strong and hard?
a bully.