Wednesday, December 30, 2015
To live between a rock and a hard place in between time
-I really had meant to do more posts on my typewriter, I really had.
I have meant to do many things, and making excuses has never been one of them. But dealing with all the demands on my time ("too many hands on my time," as the Canadian poet also wrote), seeing how I fail at meeting them all, and seeing the hard choices I have to make, maybe I can continue to be patient and forgiving with others when they fail to gratify some of my wishes for time spent with them.
I haven't finished any of my planned Christmas calligraphy projects this year, but I'm going to post some calligraphy of Christmases past. Looking back over my work, I can see that I have improved my technique, even though I still have much room for more improvement.
First, a section of the Wexford Carol, one of my favorites, that I did - oh, probably three years ago.
And this one, from about the same time, showing the same shaky penmanship and indecisive long "s" (though I'm not sure how much better my current forms are):
Finally, a translation of the Magnificat, which I did as a gift for someone, also in 2012. This was a bit of work: I translated it into one of the languages in the novel I'm writing, which required some last-minute invention of words and grammar, and then I had to write the thing out carefully and neatly. At least in this script you have no other specimen to judge it against. Here it is, enjoy!