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Hi there. This is letter from marn, a weekly mail about making art while trying to be a person. See my work at noisybeak.com
I’ve been making one faceless beakie after another, resisting writing this letter. It is not a resistance to communicate. It feels like not wanting to frame budding ideas with words.
A part of me is busy dreaming, and the other part wants to capture them, and both knows that writing it down removes the magic, and yet without a plan, a dream is but a dream.
A plum coloured cat shape made in quarantine last year finally got a face. Mr Lunarian has been carrying both of them around, watching them watching him.
Moon bear Ben-Ben and sun bear Matilda are both in the shop, available for adoption.
The mighty girls will be ready for adoption too, midweek.
This is Wilma. Her head is a lot wider than the other girls, that’s why she’s shown individually.
Clockwise: Bobbi, Jacki, Cici, Anya
On Tuesday night, I stayed up till the birds squawk dawn as usual, but only took a wink before waiting at the door for the home maintenance guy, whose last appointment was cancelled due to lock down 9 months ago. Mr Lunarian and I cleaned up the house, unwound all the blinds. We baked and squinted by the window anticipating the much needed repairs. Then he called in sick.
It wasn’t until Friday that I felt caught up on sleep and got my rhythm back, only to realise it was Easter weekend. Again, plans were thrown off course.
Today, Sunday. I am in a boat drifting in full moon shine. Travelling with new faceless beakies to a place I have no words for. Maybe you are there waiting for me waiting for you.
Till next week, Marn