Somewhere someone is traveling toward you,
At incredible speed, traveling day and night,
Through blizzards and desert heat…
Today’s excerpt comes from Mr. John Ashbery’s fascinating poem, “At North Farm”. I highly recommend reading the whole poem here. The New York Times quotes Mr. Ashbery as saying in 1984 that this is a love poem – and that the “someone” is a lover who reminds us of our mortality. I had imputed a much more supernatural meaning to the opening lines – so I love the the contrast of his comparatively grounded interpretation!
Two of my artistic goals for this year were to focus on more “completed compositions” (read: backgrounds and contexts) and to do more lettering by hand. Working on these goals has gradually picked up speed and they have been in full swing in the last few months. Both goals have been challenging, but of the two I will say that the hand lettering has been the more confounding. I struggled to choose a style and arrangement of the words for this poem and I find that is often true when I’m “in charge” of the font, as it were. I’ve always known that typography and calligraphy were separate arts, but now I know firsthand why! Drawing and composition by me. Have a lovely Tuesday!