I have been taking part in some of the collage challenges that are going around on Instagram. Yes, I have been mentioning this particular platform quite a bit lately. I actually really like Instagram. I (almost) never seen dubious selfies or food porn shots there, because I mostly follow other poets and (collage) artists. I also like to follow museums and other inspiring accounts. Instagram is mostly very good at showing you what you want to see, except for the increasing number of ads that are plaguing the platform. But still, I save a lot of money on magazines. I never buy them anymore, and they are mostly filler nowadays anyway. So… collage art. Here are three pieces I made recently.
Day was seated and ready,
to seek attention,
to protect herself with virtue most beautiful,
her reason sending some to wonder.
I recently participated in a collaborative art project by Unprecedented. In their own words, ‘Unprecedented is a public poetry project that circulates pages of The Decameron between small groups of people, one year after the COVID-19 crisis was first declared. We reflect on the solitude, urgency, travesty, and strange beauty that is now nearing becoming a thing of the past.
Each person receives a page in the mail and blacks out part of Boccaccio’s text. What’s left on the page reveals a poem.’
If you’d like to browse the returned pages or sign up to join the project, just head on over to the Unprecedented website.
This post is about that feeling when you’re doing a little better, and you’re not sure how much you can handle, but you want to try. And you’re scared of overdoing it, making yourself worse again. This is about living with a constant fear, and blaming yourself when things go wrong, even though it is mostly out of your control. But you’re also hopeful and you want to enjoy every little gain to the fullest.