These are some of my block prints from the last few months. All of these are reductive prints, which means that all the colors are inked onto one block–with the block being progressively cut for each color. I hope you enjoy them. Copies of some of them are for sale on my ETSY site:
Moonrise is my dawn caress, But now with darkness ebbing fast And Autumn lightning leagues away I nestle in among my caste, And close my eyes for break of day— An owlet’s sunshine being the light From multitudes of distant shale, Eternal voyagers far above The Owl-song and the trill and wail Of creatures deep in forest dress, Whose night is day and day is night.
I soar up to the Autumn sky With stars as thick as golden dust. They guide me to my lodgepole pine Where siblings wait in coats of rust.
Tales of horrid demons too, Whose tiny sun makes tiny day, And blinds them to the upturned fields, Of moons, and stars, and Milky Way.
Shut eyed I speak the parting prayer: “Protector of all things that fly Enfold me in your velvet wings Receive me in your nest on high.”
My day is night; my night is day I search for grubs and wriggling stuff Among the spines of lodgepole pines That tower above our granite bluff.
The thunderbird is nowhere near He must have left for foreign strands Perhaps one day I’ll follow him And see the nights of distant lands.
And as these fancies fill my mind A fearsome shape with wings like shrouds Surrounds me from the North-north-west And blocks the stars like thunderclouds. My heart, my home, my limb, my life, I’m banished now from nurture’s shore As sluggish childhood disappears, And agile instinct heads to war. I tumble without conscious thought, As feathers slice the sky like scythes, Trees whirl below like tragic hopes Of dreams fulfilled in un-lived lives.
At dusk I spread my pinions wide In ocean air as clear as glass Then serenade the Milky Way My voice of wood and candlemass. I never yet have left this tree; My nursery of yards and spars, But childhood ebbs at falcon’s pace And soon I’ll soar towards the stars.
Snowy Owl in a wood in Dorset, England.
American Kestrels at Ceres Park on Southern New Jersey.
Long Eared Owl on a Sweetgum Tree.
Gull Rock on Mohegan Island.
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