Moving On; But Where To?

Much has happened since my last posting: physical bouts (fall accidents, the usual cronical ailments... none have kept me from posting small editions of 'mail art'. I've been doing this since January. Last month I added new works to the archives of the Minnesota Center for Book Arts). All donated and happily welcomed and acknowledged in a letter I feel like framing..

The Museum of Modern art has updated their collection of my art for the second time since the turn of the millenium. Their archives of my work go back to the 1970s








I am drawing nearly every single day, Like my dated logs my dated drawings meander far and wide. Not at all about identity or sexuality.

What I am thinking about goes to the books I've been reading lately. And to the workshops I've been asked recently to present. Tesselating the palne with pentagons is what these are. Attests to my imagining something that ios sort of cosmological.
I pretend I'm witnessing or maybe even BECOMING a midwife creating with these patterns) multiverse maps, Riemannian cosmological spacetime events (Haha!) -Imagining these have deeper truthss than I am able actually to comprehend. I can't fully claim any understanding of what these improv line studies might possibly portend.