Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Spent three days in a fantastic workshop at my local bead store. It was taught by Nancy Cain, bead artist and teacher extraordinaire, and a lovely person, too. It was fun, interesting, informative, helpful, etc. The people I sat with were terrific as well. Here's a picture of one of the things we worked on. My own is three-eighteenths finished and in black, grey and white. I'll post pictures when it and the other work from class is done.
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Spent three days in a fantastic workshop at my local bead store. It was taught by Nancy Cain, bead artist and teacher extraordinaire, and a lovely person, too. It was fun, interesting, informative, helpful, etc. The people I sat with were terrific as well. Here's a picture of one of the things we worked on. My own is three-eighteenths finished and in black, grey and white. I'll post pictures when it and the other work from class is done.
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RETURNING BIRDS.
This spring the birds came back again too early.
Rejoice, O reason: instinct can err too.
It gathers wool, it dozes off - and down they fall
into the snow, into a foolish fate, a death
that doesn't suit their well-wrought throats and splendid claws,
their honest cartilage and conscientious webbing,
the heart's sensible sluice, the entrails' maze,
the nave of ribs, the vertebrae in stunning enfilades,
feathers deserving their own wing in any crafts museum,
the Benedictine patience of the beak.
This is not a dirge - no, it's only indignation.
An angel made of earthbound protein,
a living kite with glands straight from the Song of Songs,
singular in air, without number in the hand,
its tissues tied into a common knot
of place and time, as in an Aristotelian drama
unfolding to the wings' applause, falls down and lies beside a stone,
which in its own archaic, simpleminded way
sees life as a chain of failed attempts.
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