I have felt out of sorts, lately. For the most part, this manifests itself as a lot more cleaning than usual, but it also feels a bit like a disenchantment, and this can lead to all sorts of fairytale endings. So, with this in mind, I've decided to just forgo the initial newsletter section because there wasn't a whole lot of useful (or even available) thinking.
(Perhaps the above constitutes an introduction anyway.)
WORK-RELATED NEWS:
Work has begun on the Spanish edition of Eating the Sun, which for me means plenty of lettering, amendments to a handful of illustrations (those containing small conversations), and wondering how many languages the corals are going to end up talking in.
Perhaps less thrillingly, contracts go back and forth, between the West Coast and the East Coast, or across The Atlantic, and I send many polite letters to HM Revenue and Customs in the UK, asking them to certify my tax residence for this publisher or that publisher.
THIS WEEK I FELL IN LOVE WITH:
Work by Tel Aviv-born visual artist and illustrator Geffen Refaeli.
While there are plenty of reasons to feel out of sorts—external and worldly ones certainly—there are also plenty of reasons to feel in sorts: the murked, living green of lake waters, the very small spotted feathers that young birds give up, the way you can rely on a piece of fruit to mould, someone consuming cereal while on the phone, how everything keeps on being beautiful if you keep looking carefully at it.
The end.
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