Isn't it funny how suddenly several threads of your life come together without warning? Yesterday we attended a Live in HD performance of Mussorgsky's Boris Godunov from the Metropolitan Opera. The performance was wonderful musically and visually. What I especially loved was the huge book opened on the stage floor, indicating the sweep of history. Various characters would write in it, read from it, walk over and around it, flip pages, and in one especially moving scene the Holy Fool wraps his whole body in one of the pages. In the horrific final scene, the unruly crowd of peasants wreaks havoc and mayhem—too close for comfort in the current pre-election climate.
Meanwhile, in bits and pieces, I am reading Colin Fletcher's The Man Who Walked Through Time, with its meditations on the sweep of the earth's history as revealed in the geology of the Grand Canyon.
Now to look through the other end of the telescope at a small book—Liz Gipson in her Convergence wrap-up on page 11 of the Nov./Dec. issue of Fiberarts magazine includes a picture and brief mention of a book collaboration by Barbara Walker and myself. The book was an HGA award winner in the Small Expressions show.