Language, language everywhere. But not a thought to think.
That’s where I find myself today, folks.
No words.
One image.
A mixed media drawing I completed yesterday—
(Note: NIMH is the National Institute of Mental Health.)
Tag Archives: language
Even Words Betray Me
Ultrasound
(for Julie)
At sixteen weeks the baby’s head measures twelve centimeters They can’t tell us what is normal blade of grass ceramic plate ¿Qué es más probable? I know this carpet is pink that we should notice her rings and wallpaper samples that they are all torn up omertà And that for her there is no such thing as fictionTriple “A”: Art, Apology, and Anniversary
A few updates on this travel day. (Yes, hopefully I’ll be in Port-au-Prince by Saturday evening.) Be sure to keep reading, as I’ll share some new art at the end.
First, I want to apologize for not reading anyone’s blog yesterday. Leaving a house for several months and traveling internationally with a dog require a good bit of preparation. Given this, I’ve been insanely busy over the last couple of days, so please forgive this lapse. Actually, reading your posts is a favorite activity of mine, so I promise to get back to regular reading early next week.
Second–yesterday, it was a month since I was Freshly Pressed, so since I’ll be traveling today, I thought you might enjoy looking at that post. I know it’s not been that long, but so many of you have only begun reading my blog in the last 2 or 3 weeks, a decent number may not have seen it yet. If you haven’t read “A Tale of Miserable Failure: Moanings of a Second Language Learner”–about my struggle to learn French–click here.
In the event that you have read that piece, I’ll also include here a few pieces of art, you might enjoy. These include a number of color pencil drawings I did a decade or so ago:
I will try to upload more art before I leave the US and make it available between now and my arrival in Port-au-Prince. No guarantees, but I will try!
Kathryn M. McCullough 