Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Sometimes the last chapter comes too soon

Sorry, blog readers, for the absence. My dad—one of the biggest book lovers of all—died recently, and I'm still rearranging my psyche around it. Here's a pic of him, instilling his favorite hobby in yet another generation.

I printed a tribute to him, basically a list of some of his favorite things, and enjoyed hauling out the Copperplate Gothic. Because that's just the kind of guy he was: old-school, with class.

In happier news, after six months of binding during naptime, I finally finished Two Lives! You can see a copy at Em Space, as part of the anniversary show that kicked off April 30. I'm working gallery hours noon to 4 on Sunday, May 15, if you want some in-person running commentary.


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