I keep doing this by accident / there are no accidents
Ok, Berlin winter: I’m ready.
making ink. composted and cooked black walnut husks, iron added. tcs, October 2013
black walnut ink in progress, tcs, October 2013
Total eclipse of the moon, October 6, 1968, exposures taken in five-minute intervals with Saturn making an appearance in six of them. Source: L. Larmore, Advanced Research Laboratory, McDonald-Douglas Aircraft Company.
terril c scott, ink on paper, 2013
Renner Atelier, Schoppernau, Vorarlberg, 2002. Photo: tcs
terril c scott, Vorarlberg, Austria, 2002.
Until I can move it, I’ll make iPhone art out of it.
Been thinking about our access to drinking water in the US. This spring water spigot supplied the water I drank for the first few years of my life, if I don’t count gallons of lake water ingested accidentally while swimming. It’s about a mile from the house where I grew up and runs constantly, situated in the hamlet of Hartfield.
As a kid I liked the process of hauling empty jugs in my Radio Flyer and filling them one by one. The water at our house was full of sulfur and tasted terrible by our standards but was certainly drinkable, a common circumstance around the Great Lakes.
This summer I’ve been retrieving water from the same spigot, a couple mornings a week. Clean water is a luxury above all luxuries.
collecting fennel tops for a dye pot