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Pope Francis' image is everywhere - here he is, almost lifesize along the route his motorcade will take to the Zocalo tomorrow. On the far right, you can also see his face on the side of a phone booth. Readers... Continue reading
Posted 2 days ago at the cassandra pages
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Hola! I'm in Mexico City for a couple of weeks, and deliberately taking a break from blogging, but I thought I'd post a few pictures from time to time for those of you who aren't connected with me via Facebook... Continue reading
Posted 5 days ago at the cassandra pages
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There are several methods for making multiple-color relief prints, and in every case, the tricky part is the registration of the colors. In a reduction print, the same block is used throughout. You print a number of copies of the... Continue reading
Posted Jan 29, 2016 at the cassandra pages
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Olive. I'm experimenting with multiple-color relief prints...more on that in a day or two...and papers other than my usual Japanese rice papers. This is on lightweight Rives BFK, printed by hand: paper which is just substantial enough to be used... Continue reading
Posted Jan 28, 2016 at the cassandra pages
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On Sunday afternoons, I leave the cathedral around12:30, have something simple to eat -- a sandwich, a bowl of soup - and then walk through the underground city or along the streets for two hours, before rehearsal for Evensong begins.... Continue reading
Posted Jan 25, 2016 at the cassandra pages
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After the past few days of arctic winds, today feels almost warm. I walk to meet a friend for tea, a half-hour walk, bundled in scarf, hat, down parka with its coyote-trimmed hood, gloves, warm boots. Parents pull little children... Continue reading
Posted Jan 22, 2016 at the cassandra pages
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January 17, rural Pennsylvania. This is a Quaker house of many books, in every room, collected over a lifetime. The shelf closest to my bed where I wake is devoted to religion and spirituality: I glance over the titles and... Continue reading
Posted Jan 21, 2016 at the cassandra pages
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Two hours in the dental chair, two syringes of Novocaine, one new crown. We talk about David Bowie, Donald Trump, Bernie; Florida, Mexico, Montreal; mattresses, computers, violin sonatas, discothèques. The chairside conversation moves seamlessly from English (with me) to French... Continue reading
Posted Jan 13, 2016 at the cassandra pages
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I looked up when the branches swung. White gulls were eating black cherries. -Tomas Transtromer It is the sky's being so grey that makes the ground begin to shine. -Tomas Transtromer Maybe this is the only way to avoid fear... Continue reading
Posted Jan 12, 2016 at the cassandra pages
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My New Year's Eve visitor this year was a hard cold, so I've been welcoming January 2016 from the couch. I haven't been sick for quite a while, so the enforced slowdown has been an adjustment and - now that... Continue reading
Posted Jan 4, 2016 at the cassandra pages
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Is there any emotion more fundamentally human than hope? On this eve of a new year, I want to think more about the ways we have advanced and grown in our humanity, than our competitive, destructive violence. There has actually... Continue reading
Posted Dec 31, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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As 2015 draws to a close, it's time for the annual Cassandra Pages book list. It's shorter than it has been in many years, partly because (I sheepishly admit) after days of working on Phoenicia and design projects and art,... Continue reading
Posted Dec 30, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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The eerie wrongness of the attenuated fall, the inversion of the evening air, the desolate parks, the silent wait for snow that has refused to fall, until yesterday, from a warm sky. Continue reading
Posted Dec 30, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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Hans Memling, Virgin and Child Enthroned (detail) c.1480 - 1489 Oil on oak Staatliche Museum, Berlin, Germany It's been a year of thinking about Mary for me. This beautiful painting by Hans Memling reminds me of Berlin, where I was... Continue reading
Posted Dec 25, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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6. "Hello, hello," says my dentist, bounding into the room and grasping my forearm with his warm hands. He spots my helmet on the window sill. "Still on your bike, I see." "Yes, that much is a good aspect of... Continue reading
Posted Dec 25, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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I'm trying to slow down, along with the year. It's not easy for me. But this morning I soaked in a hot tub reading a Japanese novel, well past our usual departure time for work, while, in the next room,... Continue reading
Posted Dec 22, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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At sunrise on the days near the solstice, pale winter light shines from the river across the city, across our terrace, into the living room, down the hall, into the bedroom, and all the way to the far wall. The... Continue reading
Posted Dec 21, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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The number 10 bus stops at a corner, splashing through a puddle. It's a grey day in Montreal, unseasonably and wrongly warm for mid-December. You'd think this city of northern people would be happy, but instead there's a pervasive glumness... Continue reading
Posted Dec 19, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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Snow geese in a field near Lake Champlain (2010) Outside Plattsburgh, agitation in a light gray sky. We pass a large stand of trees, and come upon a field nearly covered with white, its dark furrows filled with the stocky... Continue reading
Posted Dec 17, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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Every book project presents unique design challenges. As the poems began to arrive for Annunciation, I quickly realized that a major issue would be finding the right balance of illustrations to poems. The project had begun with a large, almost-square... Continue reading
Posted Dec 11, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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The activity that's defined my life this fall has started to slow down. For the past few days, I've felt like one of the seals we saw in Iceland, poking my head above water and looking around to see where... Continue reading
Posted Dec 9, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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After coming down from the promontory, past the cliffs full of seabirds, the tall blooming angelica, the sheep on their rocks, the car left by young men who had been convinced they could drive to the top but ended up... Continue reading
Posted Dec 2, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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We left Skaftafell and drove back across the Myrdalssandur to Vik, the southernmost village on the Icelandic mainland, reaching it just after dark. The small fishing settlement looked like a metropolis after the uninhabited desert we had been in for... Continue reading
Posted Nov 17, 2015 at the cassandra pages
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We climbed up above Svartifoss, higher and higher, and began to get little glimpses of the Vatnajokull ice cap that had been hidden by the clouds. Ahead of us to the north were these peaks, and if we had started... Continue reading
Posted Nov 10, 2015 at the cassandra pages