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buffalo books

Last year, while snowed in near Salt Lake City, my friends and I went down to the local library and I ran across a newsletter from an activist organization called the Buffalo Field Campaign.  They camp out near Yellowstone National Park and spend their days tracking and protecting the wild buffalo that migrate through there and into Montana.  The buffalo are rounded up and killed by state officials to prevent competition with private cattle ranchers grazing on public land.  I was struck by this project, and by the injustice of continuing the slaughter of buffalo for private use of public land.  And I fell in love with their icon of a buffalo with the text, I’m a buffalo, I do what I want.

And so, in response, my buffalo books, on an on-going project.  I’m a buffalo, I do what I want.

The text inside this book tells the story of finding the BFC newsletter.  Belgian secret binding, winter 2008.

I'm a buffalo, I do what I want. The text inside this book tells the story of finding the BFC newsletter. Belgian secret binding, winter 2008.

I'm a buffalo, I do what I want. Inside pages.

I'm a buffalo, I do what I want. Inside pages.

Buffalo 2009 calendar.  Fall 2008.

Buffalo 2009 calendar. Fall 2008.

Earth tones sky tones.  strap binding, winter 2008.

Earth tones sky tones. strap binding, winter 2008.

Earth tones sky tones, inside page.

Earth tones sky tones, inside page.

check out the BFC: http://www.buffalofieldcampaign.org/


images of bodies, Fall 2008

This is a series of books explores concepts related to the female body.   Three of the four books in this series are listed here.

A note about these books, particularly the first:

On one level it really is a problem to align the female body with the earth.  Metaphors of deforestation and rape are disrespectful and misguided on a multitude of levels; dedication to a recreated feminine earth goddess based upon a collection of indigenous beliefs from around the world misses the concrete power of a specifically located deity and creates instead a reflection of American, mostly white middle class, values and ideas about what nature and wilderness are; placing the female body within the earth takes agency away from actual live female bodies by making them into symbols of the earth rather than as real living people.

But, on the other hand, there is something perversely appropriate about drawing this connection.  We live in an era, especially in America, in which it is no longer possible to say that the neglect and damage we do to the earth on which we depend is accidental or unknowing.  We know, and have known, for some time that our lifestyles are hurting virtually every ecosystem on earth, both human and not.  In a culture where women have been and are neglected, taken for granted, used until they are no longer useful, and assumed to be of infinite capacity to take more (of whatever has been dished out to them), it is fitting that the image of women be connected with the earth which we have taken for granted, used and discarded, and written off.

In making this first book (of which I made two versions), my intention was to recognize the problems with this kind of alignment, and do it anyway, claiming for the female body a natural strength and beauty that is beyond the capacity of any single being.

Restless in her sleep.  This book explores the relationship between the female body and the restless earth.  The woman is both a sleeping human and the unpredictable forces of a planet facing sudden change.

Restless in her sleep. This book explores the relationship between the female body and the restless earth. The figure is both a sleeping woman and the unpredictable forces of a planet facing sudden change. Belgian secret binding.

Again and again and again.  Long-stitch and braid binding.

Again and again and again. Long-stitch and braid binding.

Learning to paint.  This book combines intimacy and erotic love with an exploration of breast surgury.  It is one of several pieces I made shortly after having minor breast surgury.  Long-stitch and braid binding.

Learning to paint. This book combines intimacy and erotic love with an exploration of breast surgery. It is one of several pieces I made shortly after having minor breast surgury. Long-stitch and braid binding.


books from Fall 2008

I have been a word in a book.  The text on this book is the opening line of a three line poem "I have been a word in a book, Today I am a leaf; Tomorrow I will be a pebble."  Coptic Binding.

I have been a word in a book. The text on this book is the opening line of a three line poem "I have been a word in a book, Today I am a leaf; Tomorrow I will be a pebble." Coptic Binding.

Feathers.  Modified long-stitch binding.

Feathers. Modified long-stitch binding.

Hindu Kush.

Hindu Kush.

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Hindu Kush. This is a watercolor drawing of the Hindu Kush mountains in eastern Afghanistan. Long-stitch binding.

Luna moth.  Paper bag, recycled paper, block print.  Slanted-line binding.

Luna moth. Paper bag, recycled paper, block print. Slanted-line binding.

For Price Farm.  The image on this book is based on the logo of a small alternative school I went to.  Modified coptic binding.

For Price Farm. The image on this book is based on the logo of a small alternative school I went to. Modified coptic binding.

Sundancer.  This is done from a single-use stencil.  Modifed bar-loop binding.

Sundancer. This is done from a single-use stencil. Modifed bar-loop binding.

Mari with Squares, 1. This is a portrait of a friend of mine.  Modified coptic binding

Mari with Squares, 1. This is a portrait of a friend of mine. Modified coptic binding

Mari with squares, 2. Slanted line binding.

Mari with squares, 2. Slanted line binding.

I imagine the sun rising.  These books share the same text, a three stanza poem beginning with the line, "I imagine the sun rising on my day."  Internal strap binding (left), Belgian secret binding (right).

I imagine the sun rising. These books share the same text, a three stanza poem beginning with the line, "I imagine the sun rising on my day." Internal strap binding (left), Belgian secret binding (right).

Inside pages of I imagine the sun rising.

Inside pages of I imagine the sun rising.

Library trees in fall.  The drawing on this book mimic the trees in a diorama at a library my grandfather used to take me to.  Slanted cross binding.

Library trees in fall. The drawing on this book mimic the trees in a diorama at a library my grandfather used to take me to when I was little. Looking at these trees I remember the room full of dioramas and how my grandfather woudl hold me up to look at them. Slanted cross binding.