Which- way- will -I- go?
At first, when Sara posted Rosemary Dobson's poem, I thought:
"Argh! How will I approach this?"
Do you really want to know? I'm going to tell you, anyway!
The date leapt out at me and not for happy reasons. 1986. I have not troubled myself to Google for any further significant headlines, but I think everyone in this group remembers the Space Shuttle? The Chernobyl disaster? And all the UN action in the wars that seem constant.
Yes. I could see some ugly "absences" there, including a personal, if tenuous, link.
So I changed tack and thought of other approaches. Again, when I chose a personal loss it was too close to put into something that was going to be sent out into the world.
Moving right along... I came full circle, to the poem's words and decided to go with that.
But how, technically, to present it? I do not have access to sophisticated printing equipment so any text would have to be hand-drawn or on a support that my dinky little A4 Canon could handle.
if there is a tempis fugit icon, please imagine it inserted here...
There followed a lot of tearing, snipping, folding of paper...here's some of it.
And it's just from the scrap basket so the curious glyphs mean nothing!
Another trial; this from a torn-up print. And I found out (the hard way) that my printer does not like it!*
I could show you a lot more, but how boring would that be? Besides, I think the storm is coming closer and, having just bought a new modem, I aint a-takin' chances!**
* Lovely, thick Fabriano, a dream for relief printing.
** Raining bucketloads again, so these are taken in glare-y indoor light.