Awakening, volume 5
Journey of a woman awakening to her life through experiences in a foreign country (Italy) where the language is unknown and senses are newly experienced, eventually to find herself through wandering in the gardens and mountains of Colorado; sewn on linen tapes, case bound into wood covers with antique wood type. 2011
Poetry: Ginny Hoyle
Codex: 14” high x 10” wide x 9 deep; opens to 20”
Paintings: 35 graphite drawings (each original 30” x 50” torn to 13 1/2 x 10”); mixed media on paper, photography
Sculptural table: 72” x 36” x 36”, steel, Christopher Hecker
Poems: Awakening | Excerpts from Abandon
Part of Exhibition: When We Were Birds
Awakening
Born in the belly of a star,
a photon takes a billion years to break free,
eight minutes more to get here.
Surfacing through the roots of dreams
I watch your features
coalesce in the half light
before the welter of the day.
Don’t move—
though a blade of cold air
cuts through the covers
like an oyster knife.
Here we are,
we are still here in the origin of morning, sparks
in the belly of the morning star.
