gold and cherry red— prints for DO lecture pals printed all day long

home from DO Lectures USA. sorting through johnhenrytweets prints and a fair amount of laundry. unpacking takes a long time. inspired by Maria Popova of Brain Pickings, Adele Stafford of Voices of Industry and Rich Hill of Ticla and the frisbee styling of Happy Brother Chipper Bro Bell. A host of quiet voices, great laughter and crushy crushes. delicious food by Eduardo Garcia and his merry pranksters and Campovida’s enduring landscape. 

home from DO Lectures USA. sorting through johnhenrytweets prints and a fair amount of laundry. unpacking takes a long time. inspired by Maria Popova of Brain Pickings, Adele Stafford of Voices of Industry and Rich Hill of Ticla and the frisbee styling of Happy Brother Chipper Bro Bell. A host of quiet voices, great laughter and crushy crushes. delicious food by Eduardo Garcia and his merry pranksters and Campovida’s enduring landscape. 

Have been reading this all week— and what a pleasure. Looking forward to tweeting along to a conversation with Metropolis Editor Susan Szenasy at the White Stag and hosted by University of Oregon. Twitter followers watch your feed @johnhenrytweets 6-7:30pm

Have been reading this all week— and what a pleasure. Looking forward to tweeting along to a conversation with Metropolis Editor Susan Szenasy at the White Stag and hosted by University of Oregon. Twitter followers watch your feed @johnhenrytweets 6-7:30pm

how a certain 6 year old describes the experience of riding without training wheels. what is your strange joy?

how a certain 6 year old describes the experience of riding without training wheels. what is your strange joy?

happy may day!

happy may day!

coming out of hibernation. dreaming with first graders in portland, oregon. downloaded a city map of heritage trees and took the class to visit some of the ancestors (just blocks from school). wow! give each kid a map and the world changes. we came back to recently planted trees on the playground and they hung their beautiful messages (a little bit higher in the tree this year!) discovered that the old tags are starting to decompose and melt into the earth.

maps. scale. cycles. wishes are for the world.
become a tree dreamer www.tree-dreams.org

BILLIE HOLIDAY      On those last records her voicesounds almost gone—cracking, breaking—but hittingnotes wasn’t the point.She was after the bones of beautynot the flesh.  It was fartoo late for anything else.She sang what must happen,what has, the death of gardenias,the abyss that the abyssfalls into.  It all scraped alongher phrases, extracting the horriblemeat hiding inside simple words,in the space between eachword, between each note.And she broke our hearts untilthey could break no more,then broke them one more timejust to make sure we got the point.Art isn’t on the surface,not some decoration like frosting,like a flower in your hair—it’s like a silk bag of pulverizedcrystal, glinting, sharp,able to cut in any direction.Her voice filled every roomin our minds and showed how emptyeach was, how desolatethe wind blowing through themand yet with sticks and stones,castoffs, garage sale losersshe furnished each onewith a shattered gritty beautyjust before she took it all away. —   Vern Rutsala
Rest in peace, Vern.             

BILLIE HOLIDAY      
On those last records her voice
sounds almost gone—
cracking, breaking—but hitting
notes wasn’t the point.
She was after the bones of beauty
not the flesh.  It was far
too late for anything else.
She sang what must happen,
what has, the death of gardenias,
the abyss that the abyss
falls into.  It all scraped along
her phrases, extracting the horrible
meat hiding inside simple words,
in the space between each
word, between each note.
And she broke our hearts until
they could break no more,
then broke them one more time
just to make sure we got the point.
Art isn’t on the surface,
not some decoration like frosting,
like a flower in your hair—
it’s like a silk bag of pulverized
crystal, glinting, sharp,
able to cut in any direction.
Her voice filled every room
in our minds and showed how empty
each was, how desolate
the wind blowing through them
and yet with sticks and stones,
castoffs, garage sale losers
she furnished each one
with a shattered gritty beauty
just before she took it all away. 
   Vern Rutsala

Rest in peace, Vern.             

how do we make place? how does what we make, make Portland? great conversation in the studio with Dave Laubenthal — launch director for DESIGN MUSEUM PORTLAND.
looking forward to UNITE at the Plant (SE 9th and Alder) tonight at 6:30. like little birds in the trees, we’ll be listening and twittering our impressions during a conversation between local entrepreneurs.  @johnhenrytweets

how do we make place? how does what we make, make Portland? great conversation in the studio with Dave Laubenthal — launch director for DESIGN MUSEUM PORTLAND.

looking forward to UNITE at the Plant (SE 9th and Alder) tonight at 6:30. like little birds in the trees, we’ll be listening and twittering our impressions during a conversation between local entrepreneurs.  @johnhenrytweets

great, smart read by Namita Wiggers movingthings. http://brooklynrail.org/t/9565
 

great, smart read by Namita Wiggers movingthings. http://brooklynrail.org/t/9565

 

A print collective led by artists Daniel Duford and Tracy Schlapp — Cumbersome Multiples collaborates with artists and writers to create limited-edition multiples. The 1928 C&P clamshell press and a Line-O-Scribe proofing press, a cabinet of movable type and block prints are at the heart of these collaborative projects. The history of the printing press begins with the dissemination of ideas. Presses have been the hub of a community. Using this antiquated printing technology invites human-scale making which energizes the Cumbersome studio site. Collaboration begins in the studio with the role of lead artist switching based on the particular needs of the project. From there it radiates and evolves to attract more collaborators.

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