Last night, I saw the Northern Lights (picture here). Today, I took another long walk to a new place with a trickling stream and interesting stones. Warm, relentless wind that smelled like animals.
Iceland: Part Seven
pyramid
Oculus Song :: First Copy
Oculus song is a meditation on the night sky and our mind's interiors. The images evoke atmospheric phenomena and the geometry of architecture. The text is an original poem composed using an experimental technique of writing using translation software to alter the text and generate spontaneous new content to be edited into a new text.
This artist's book was made in a limited edition of 16, 12 softcover editions, and 4 deluxe hardcover editions. This is the softcover edition. The text was handset in 12 pt Futura and letterpress printed. The imagery is letterpress and risograph printed on a mix of handmade and recycled paper. Written, designed, printed, and bound by Marianne Dages, Huldra Press, 2013.
Dimensions : 7.25" x 4.5", 44 pages
Binding : 3 signature binding in a softcover case
The bromides flash,
on top of my room.
Luminous pillars,
mortuous colors.
What is lost gathers here,
in the eye of Jupiter.
Its distant operations,
Anchor the dawn.
A frozen horse
with vesper hoof,
Aster Ochre -
The catalyst’s bloom,
how clear the song,
the pyramid moon.
This artist's book was made in a limited edition of 16, 12 softcover editions, and 4 deluxe hardcover editions. This is the softcover edition. The text was handset in 12 pt Futura and letterpress printed. The imagery is letterpress and risograph printed on a mix of handmade and recycled paper. Written, designed, printed, and bound by Marianne Dages, Huldra Press, 2013.
Dimensions : 7.25" x 4.5", 44 pages
Binding : 3 signature binding in a softcover case
:: Cover ::
:: OCULUS SONG ::
on top of my room.
Luminous pillars,
mortuous colors.
What is lost gathers here,
in the eye of Jupiter.
Its distant operations,
Anchor the dawn.
A frozen horse
with vesper hoof,
Aster Ochre -
The catalyst’s bloom,
how clear the song,
the pyramid moon.
- Marianne Dages, 2013
Spring
I spent Saturday with my family, walking in the woods. They were looking for birds but my eyes kept looking to the ground...
:: velvety little wood ears ::
:: dryad's saddle ::
:: Panaeolus foenisecii ::
:: triangles in trees, I'm seeing triangles everywhere it seems ::
Workings and drawings
Drawings imaginary islands, compiling and looking more closely at the images I've gathered. Boats, roots, pyramids, little thoughts.
Serpents, Scales and Pyramids
:: Tile Scales ::
:: Louise Bourgouis, Swaying, 2006 ::
:: Agnes Denes, The Human Argument, 1974 ::
:: source unknown ::
:: Koryak armor ::
:: Marianne Dages, Quoin ::
:: Marianne dages, Chymia ::
:: marianne dages, i had that dream again ::
:: waves, from a very old book I own ::
:: Iceland, herringbone pattern in house, photograph by Andrew Frederick ::
