{"id":965,"date":"2009-03-27T18:27:40","date_gmt":"2009-03-27T22:27:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/2009\/03\/27\/marks-made\/"},"modified":"2009-03-31T08:01:53","modified_gmt":"2009-03-31T12:01:53","slug":"marks-made","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/archives\/965","title":{"rendered":"Marks made"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-style: italic\">March exercise&#8212;day twenty-seven&#8212;<\/span> It\u2019s been a supportive day for my aspirations as a wood engraver. I sold two prints to Dave the collector, and then Gray phoned to let me know that he\u2019s finished the limited edition press run of Manning poems with my block illustration, <em>Boss\u2019s Bucket.<\/em> I felt a surge of profound satisfaction. Earlier today I asked myself why I tend to study writers for insight into the heart of creative motivation, and the answer came to mind quickly enough to make me feel a bit silly\u2014writers are obviously better than visual artists at verbalizing. Faulkner told an interviewer that \u201creally the writer doesn&#8217;t want success, that he knows he has a short span of life, that the day will come when he must pass through the wall of oblivion, and he wants to leave a scratch on that wall\u2014Kilroy was here\u2014that somebody a hundred, a thousand years later will see.\u201d Nabokov wrote that a work of art existed for him \u201conly insofar as it affords me what I shall bluntly call aesthetic bliss, that is a sense of being somehow, somewhere, connected with other states of being where art (curiosity, tenderness, kindness, ecstasy) is the norm.\u201d\n<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: italic\">Today&#8217;s sight bite&#8212;<\/span> A worker high up on the new dome of the expanded library <span style=\"font-style: italic\">&#8212;c-l-i-c-k&#8212;<\/span> nailing a layer of roofing with the evident skill of a specialist.\n<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: italic\">Tomorrow&#8212;<\/span> A working weekend&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>March exercise&#8212;day twenty-seven&#8212; It\u2019s been a supportive day for my aspirations as a wood engraver. I sold two prints to Dave the collector, and then Gray phoned to let me know that he\u2019s finished the limited edition press run of Manning poems with my block illustration, Boss\u2019s Bucket. I felt a surge of profound satisfaction. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,26,44,16,32],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/965"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=965"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/965\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=965"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=965"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.xorph.com\/uj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=965"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}