INKY

Mixing up a transparent off-green ink today for the first matrix of the Tithe: Ten edition; a two relief matrix print on re-purposed blueprint pages from the Missoula County Plat Book.





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WHOLLY GRATUITOUS

A crisp autumn morning, just 35˚F but blue and beautiful along the river. I got the okay from the doctor yesterday to start running again and so I did just that this morning. Dancing along the river trail, up and down the side hill and then off-trail on the way back on the single track. New shoes to soften the landing . . . I feel so grateful that I am still doing this. And approaching my 69th trip around the sun next week. The Equinox arrives this Saturday evening; days and nights equal and the cold means the cat is sleeping close in between us all night long.



“So I think about the valley. And it occurs to me more and more that everything I have seen is wholly gratuitous. The giant water bug’s predations, the frog’s croak, the tree with the lights in it are not in any real sense necessary per se to the world or to its creator. Nor am I. The creation in the first place, being itself, is the only necessity, for which I would die, and I shall. The point about that being, as I know it here and see it, is that, as I think about it, it accumulates in my mind as an extravagance of minutiae. The sheer fringe and network of detail assumes primary importance. That there are so many details seems to be the most important and visible fact about the creation. If you can’t see the forest for the trees, then look at the trees; when you’ve looked at enough trees, you’ve seen a forest, you’ve got it. If the world is gratuitous, then the fringe of a goldfish’s fin is a million times more so. The first question—the one crucial one—of the creation of the universe and the existence of something as a sign and an affront to nothing, is a blank one. I can’t think about it. So it is to the fringe of that question that I affix my attention, the fringe of the fish’s fin, the intricacy of the world’s spotted and speckled detail.”

Annie Dillard : from “Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

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HURRICAN FLORENCE

Hurricane Florence; water, weather, wind, energy, the earth in motion. Beautiful.









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B.1991 - D.2018

Our much appreciated, much loved locally owned independent weekly died this week . . . sold off to and subsequently murdered this week by Lee Enterprises so as to maintain a monopoly on the news and print advertising. A sad day for us. It was a good run. Thank you folks for being there every week.


“About five years ago I saw a mockingbird make a straight vertical descent from the roof gutter of a four-story building. It was an act as careless and spontaneous as the curl of a stem or the kindling of a star. The mockingbird took a single step into the air and dropped. His wings were still folded against his sides as though he were singing from a limb and not falling, accelerating thirty-two feet per second per second, through empty air. Just a breath before he would have been dashed to the ground, he unfurled his wings with exact, deliberate care, revealing the broad bars of white, spread his elegant, white-banded tail, and so floated onto the grass. I had just rounded a corner when his insouciant step caught my eye; there was no one else in sight. The fact of his free fall was like the old philosophical conundrum about the tree that falls in the forest. The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will sense them.
The least we can do is try to be there.”

Annie Dillard : Pilgrim at Tinker Creek



The bulletin board in the alleyway at toMake™


First Friday in downtown Missoula

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toMAKE™ HOME PAGES

The website for toMake™ Press & Editions has been given a facelift. Check out the new pages and tell me what works and what doesn’t.


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FRESH

Working in the pressroom this week means making one or more cups of cappuccino; Guatemalan beans from Black Coffee fresh roasted.

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THE EARTH IS NOT YOUR PRODUCT

Patagonia’s newest catalogue came in the mail this week. More things to consume, more to buy, ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya. Endless it seems. It was the images of trespassing that bothered me. Pretty simple really; using the earth to sell their goods. Using. Trespassing. Consuming. Leave the earth out of it please. Here is the re-worked catalogue; beautiful places sans your products. The bulletin board in the alleyway at toMake™.


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