So once again, I find myself at the end of summer, and once again, trying to determine exactly where said summer vanished to, but this season has actually been quite full with summertime things like cookouts and camping trips, road trips and ice cream. We've reached a bout of steamy hot doldrums, so I am actually pretty anxious for fall to get here, having already switched out my summer clothes for fall ones and set my mind toward very.serious.projects. which include finishing both the dirty blonde manuscript and the apocalypse book. Which includes more art projects and crafty things for the shop. Which include the mermaid project and more decisions on chaps for next year's series. Which includes other things I may have up my sleeve in the vein of the very serious and not so serious.
I'm in Rockford this week for a little vacation before plunging headlong into the new semester, preparations for which have been hectic with the reserve morass and plotting interesting and fun things for the Aesthetics of Research . I am looking forward to having my morning's free, since I'll be logging studio time early in the day when I'm fresher and more productive than I am after working 8 hours. Meanwhile for the next week, I'll be napping and thrifting (see above) and maybe some writing..see you on the flip side...
A dog day heat weekend that started inauspiciously with some foiled plans to go to a spooky film screening (in a CEMETERY!!!) Apparently way more people showed up than they planned, so I actually wound up out at the lake for a night picnic as a rather spectacular summer storm rolled in (that incidentally canceled the film screening mid-way, so it all worked out). I have decided to spend the weekend mostly painting and maybe writing and drinking coffee in front of a fan and plotting fall projects. Despite my laziness, there are still new pieces up at wicked alice and some new titles under assembly in the studio. This week's endeavors include some more cover designs, some layouts for dgp, more reserves processing fun for the library, more clues for the ARTCACHE project, preparation for some other Aesthetics programming. Also ice cream eating, sundress wearing, and squeezing what I can from the remaining weeks of summer before September hits (and it's back to the semesterly grind.)
So the remainder of July slipped stealthily down the rabbit hole, but I am still here and have not been submerged just yet. Some personal things (very good things) seem a little surreal & dreamy sometimes, but other endeavors are traipsing along at a steady clip. dgp releases and general bookmaking. Fall plans for The Aesthetics of Research, some of which actually involve poetry. Library Fall Reserves processing and it's attendant color coded spreadsheets. Reading submissions for next years chap series (though I am holding off making final decisions til I plot out a schedule of sorts.) Reading submissions for the mermaid anthology, which I am hoping to have finished by November.
I've also been rather intent on home things lately, including making my awesome Alice table and securing a bar cart (because yes, apparently my vices now require furniture of their own.) Also some new vintage chairs and stools for the dining room (since I've hated the ones that came with my table since like forever.) A clothes hamper, A tabletop easel. All things I usually push down the tiny-disposable-income-to-buy list in favor of dresses but I finally bit the bullet. (well, there may have been at least one dress.) share on:facebook
Today, the heat broke in a magnificent storm and downpour, but by this evening the sun had reappeared. I slept forever into the afternoon with the fan on me, recuperating from a week in which late nights kept me up (in a good way) and early-ish mornings offered no reprieve. I'm mostly recharging this weekend, organizing and cleaning. Maybe some writing, maybe some reading. So far I've eaten an entire pound of strawberries and organized some clothes into underbed bins. We've reached t the mid point of summer where I inevitably get a little nostalgic for fall sweaters, but I will not be deterred.
I am still working on squeezing as much out of summer as I can, including last weekend's camping trip that included s'mores and tequila and a remarkably comfy air mattress. There was also some more thrifting which procured me some more dried flower frames, a metal cocktail shaker, a vintage blue floral serving plate, and a NWT cream colored dress in the perfect size. Also a trip to Monroe (see photo above) for cheese and petit-fours and gourmet sodas.
I've had some good writerly things happening of late, including an acceptance for some blonde joke poems in a print journal for early next year; (in addition to the one that appeared at HOUND recently) a review of major characters in minor films @ Atticus Review, and some early prep for the release of my Black Lawrence book next spring. I've mostly been playing catch up with press orders & author copies this week, but I'll be delving into new layouts this coming week. Until then...
I find myself firmly ensconsed in Rockford for the holiday weekend & the next few days after a busy week attending to all the things, including making some new zines for the rather lonely zine exchange and launching our new music feature on the Aesthetics blog. In press news, we've closed submissions for the mermaid anthology, which I will be making my way through in the coming weeks, but are still open for a two more months in our regular reading period for chapbooks we'll be publishing in 2016. Otherwise, there are orders to get out, new layouts, some books waiting for finalized proofs. We've hit the point where I usually fall a bit behind in the schedule, but I should remedy it by the end of the month with a bunch of new releases.
The holiday was filled with the usual picnic festivities, which increasingly are a little bit Cinco de Mayo, a little bit 4th of July (pinatas, tequila drinks, fried chicken, potato salad). This morning is rainy and humid and it's harder than usual to sleep here. I miss my comfy bed, my lake breezes and giant windows. There's been a little bit unsanctioned wildlife in the form of a tiny snake that must have hitched a ride either in the open pocket of my luggage while it was sitting outside for a bit the night I got here, or in the depths of the vintage sleeping bag I acquired for next weekends camping trip. I'm not actually afraid of snakes, but this one creeping over my suitcase was a bit of a surprise and despite my rural roots, I've never actually dealt with one in person (they're sort of rare this high away from the river.). I shut him up in the suitcase swiftly and he escaped out in the yard, but not before all my dresses were comicly strewn across the lawn trying to find him.
A writer and visual artist, Kristy Bowen is the author of several book, chapbook and zine projects, including major characters in minor films (Sundress Publications, 2015), the shared properties of water and stars (Noctuary Press, 2013), and girl show (Black Lawrence Press, 2014). Her work has appeared most recently in Dressing Room Poetry Journal, birdfeast, and Projectile,. She lives in Chicago, where she runs dancing girl press & studio and spends much of her time writing, making papery things, and curating a chapbook series devoted to women authors. Her next full-length collection, salvage,
is due out from Black Lawrence Press in 2016.