I've been pondering this drawing for weeks, hanging on the studio wall... it is one of the gestures I made of that odd root/tuber Hal found out in the yard (see 'What in the world ...', entry, April 21). I kept turning it and turning it and drawing with a bamboo pen.Now I have a few other roots and am re-ignited about exploring them as perhaps a social study. I love the insect-like quality of the pieces, the heavy and the delicate. I have big paper on which to work with them.
All day I hear the cicadas humming outside the studio.
