December and January Zines

An illustration of a woman under oak trees with the text of the post poem hand-drawn between the trees.

I have kept the postcard zine for a full year! It was a long-cherished goal and I enjoyed it. I decided to end the zine to make books again because it’s more flexible. Here is the text in the art above, the finale of One Tiny Thing:

“I stop daydreaming long enough to hear the sound of the rocks under my feet and settle back into my skin. I admire the undulating trunks of the oaks shimmering in their green moss, steam rising off their limbs into the sun.

I stop along the trail and draw a tree. It is not a great study. I’m hungry, the high sun has washed out all subtlety and my attention span has left with the sparrows. Sometimes, it’s enough to do one tiny thing.”

October/November Zines

Here is the painting that made up the postcard zines for October and November, text below. Thanks for reading!

 “…shrank, leaving just enough space for two humans; the rest was wilderness.

All week, all I want is to be in the woods, to melt into Being and sketch the shapes trees make. But now it’s  Saturday, I am in the woods, and I’m wishing. Wishing I could share the walk with him—the sunlight, the temperature of my hands. 

Not so long ago I was alone. I don’t just mean that I was single, which I am still, despite the exciting emails. But I was trying to be enlightened and believed I shouldn’t need any of the  companionship I longed for. Instead, I took lots of ambling, wooded walks while solitude wove it’s poignant silver light into every leaf, bramble, and sliver of shade to buoy me with a sense of intimacy I sometimes miss now.