Good-bye to Wildacres

My daughter Isabel and I had a wonderful week in a cabin in the mountains of north Carolina–so lush compared to New Mexico.



It is sad to leave–as we had may blissful hours of creative process–writing, marbling paper and fabric, embroidery, photographing, and collaging.


We got a bit of a proto-type for a piece of paper sculpture with text–lots of work ahead.


And of course it is always nice to go home.


to shape mountains and canyons
water must grind
going somewhere lower
to whatever the eon’s
sea level

in suminagashi
the basin of water
must remain perfectly still
disturbed only
by the artist’s breath
like a garden pond
rippled by golden carp
or the mind.

Poem Miriam Sagan
Photographs Isabel Winson-Sagan

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