I went to the woods….

I thought the sparrow’s note from heaven,
Singing at dawn on the alder bough;
I brought him home, in his nest, at even;
He sings the song, but it cheers not now,
For I did not bring home the river and sky;–
He sang to my ear, — they sang to my eye.
The delicate shells lay on the shore;
The bubbles of the latest wave
Fresh pearls to their enamel gave,
And the bellowing of the savage sea
Greeted their safe escape to me.
I wiped away the weeds and foam,
I fetched my sea-born treasures home;
But the poor, unsightly, noisome things
Had left their beauty on the shore
With the sun and the sand and the wild uproar.

Emerson

From “Each and All”

As you can see in the photo above of my drawing table, I (and all the kids I walk in the woods with) collect things to study and draw later.  Yes, it gives me more time, access to field guides, etc, but the spark of amazement seems to die a slow death the longer I am away from the woods.  I have to be in their environment, with them.  Three more weeks until I can get back to my woods.  Then trilliums, orchids, hepatica and bloodroot will all be up.  I will go to the woods, so that I may live.

Upcycled Journals

I just got a bunch of miscut north Alabama topographical maps.  They have really interesting place names like Bugaboo Mountain and Looney Hollow as well as lovely green and brown patterns.  I try to balance aesthetics, functionality and environmental responsibility when making journals.  One of the lovely things about the topo paper is that when used as interior pages, you can still use both sides of the paper to write on.  Often, only half of the pages in upcycled journals are actually useable.  Very happy I was able to get these.  The fabric I’m using on some of these is also upcycled.  They are samples from a local fabric store.  Too small to be used for much, but great, high quality fabrics for covering books.