In praise of cursive:
Whether loops and curlicues
And graceful connectors
Or slashed scrawl
At an uneven tempo
It’s fluid language
With flourishes uniquely our own
As personal as our signature
Barbara Buckles, inveterate dabbler here.
Photography, book arts, painting, collage, encaustic, mixed media….you name it, and chances are I’ve dabbled in it. Most recently I’ve been taking my script — my gestures — to new heights. Using my strokes as the basis for my artwork has pretty much vanquished that empty feeling I used to get when facing a blank canvas or page. If nothing else, I dip a pen or pick up a pencil and just start writing, making marks, letting my mood set the tone.
Sometimes I opt for a lyric, sometimes I focus on a word or phrase that expresses how I'm feeling, sometimes I use "asemic" or filler text. And yep, sometimes I cuss like a sailor. Whatever I write, it's very often illegible, not meant to be read, although something might appear subliminally.
Now I make my own pens and tools, cobbled together with tape and spit. They’re imperfect…which makes them perfect for spontaneity and expression.
"may i be i is the only prayer" (e.e. cummings)