I have been working on images (paintings) for the hand-made booklet that I am calling Gravity. It will be made up of a combination of these imagess and the words of Caitlin as she tries to explain her experience of death. The images will also be availabe as original artwork and as a giclee print. She describes Gravity as an entity, something that has let her go so that she is subject to the wilder cosmic powers of dark and distance. I'm not going to show all of it in advance but some tasters, some work in progress. Here is the first painting, which will be completed with lettering of the following quote:
"The sun looks colder in a black sky. It is colder. The black reaches everywhere. The black reaches too far to be called sky. Sky needs earth to rest on, to reach down for, to cradle. If I am lucky I graze the earth, with her soft cushion of sky. Gravity holds me briefly once more, her love not after all gone."
