dashing to the car (dodging the driving rain),
we made our way over to Spike today*; we are making art
tools of the trade displayed -
a pencil, a tiny tile, a ruby red cutter.
after faltering starts and disheartened hearts,
we still ourselves for some inspired artsy ideas.
with more certainty now, we burrow into the surface;
peeling away rivers of lino, making like Borrowers skinning apples.
scratch by scratch, it is revealed; the relief appears.
and the shavings curl into a pile as we file furrows in faces.
*I wrote this on Saturday...
Labels: making art, thinking