One of my big regrets is that I never took Tom Clark’s Ezra Pound class at New College of California (instead, I took a full time job at the school, where they promptly stopped paying me). So I’ve decided to at least read through the Cantos on my own, while tackling one of my small regrets: my much neglected poem comics.
Since the Cantos are a little more than I can take on in a week, I’m taking this step by step, and illustrating a small portion a day. It should take me, oh, the rest of my life. But at least it’s something.
This month marks two years since we bough our boat, the Bella Fonte. We signed the papers two years ago on Halloween, in a local sushi joint, with Sausalito’s costume parade going on outside.
And two months ago now, Brian moved his art studio onto another boat, rowing out load after load packed in our neighbor’s dinghy.
This weekend, we spent lazy afternoons out on the studio boat, watching the boats and the seals. We don’t have electricity or Internet there, so I read aloud to Brian as he worked, stumbling over the names on kings in Herodotus and sketching absent-mindedly in the margins of my books. (I got rid of most of my books when we first moved aboard, figuring ebooks and the library were enough, but Herodotus and Homer seemed boaty enough to keep around).
They’re short days in November, but good ones.
So dark, so cold. I wonder if I should blog every day?
Maybe I will.
I'm a librarian. Special skills include dog charming, brochure writing, slapdash cooking and long-winded nattering. I also enjoy watching the sunset's reflection in the tall buildings downtown.
For a while there, I taught classes on Classical literature, philosophy, and the history of religion at New College of California. I have an MA and an MFA in Writing, and live on a boat in Sausalito, CA.