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Archive for February, 2009

Color Project- Day 8

raindrops
leave
physical shadows
on my
marble gray
tights

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Color Project- Day 7

(from yesterday)
I have made friends with dust bunnies, named them
Francis,
Harold,
Maude (Mauve)
But good things can’t last forever
And trash collection is coming up.

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I didn’t update with a color post yesterday because I wasn’t home yesterday; that means two color posts today. Yesterday I was at my internship, which I absolutely love. I’m learning infinite things about weaving and business and I get to practice my weaving outside of class, which even on simple twills, is really helpful [...]

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I almost walked into a busy Baltimore street today- right in front of a screaming ambulance. This tells me I need more sleep; however, to my delight my package arrived today- a cone of beautiful silver-gray bamboo for my color blog ikat project (see poems from previous posts below). Now I’m more motivated than ever [...]

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Color Project- Day 6

When we were little we, sleepy-eyed peered out from blankets, blinking away the sun through donut glazed eyelahses
Licking our lips to taste the salt there
I sit here now, and these windows are jellied thick like 90s shoes for the little girls we were
Once shadows of our selves
And the windows do, glowing, fog

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Color Project- Day 5

The shadows in the fridge are more pronounced when the shelves are empty and the little light has ample room to dance through the produce bin.

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In case you missed it, the poems that I have been posting, and will continue to post for the next month, are part of an on-going journal/weaving project where I will be tracking a color every day for 30 days. I have decided to look at shadows and the color gray, somewhat in relation to [...]

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Color Project- Day 4

Gray matter, it’s sitting in my sink. Brain matter? My roommate enjoys oatmeal.

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Color Project- Day 3

This morning your skin was a suit of frail armor fashioned from lace, an ancient metal lost in dust, lacking sheen I shared my breath and you fluttered in the wind.

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Color Project- Day 2

Baltimore is getting ready for prom, pulling on her stockings and all swathed in rain-cloud tulle.

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