Yesterday morning I made the final correction to the document that will become a book of my mother’s art life, with more than 200 images from her studio. What was the final change? The addition of the title “POEMS” on the copyright page . . . it’s interesting how many iterations it takes to get things right. This is not a book of my poems, but there are three of them in it. It is not my grandmother’s book, but her portraits by her daughter are included (two of them) as well as two photos of her: one on Long Island Sound, 1948; the other on our Cape May porch, c. 1986. Her poem, “Afterthought,” is also included.
Soon, I will see a composed proof and then I will spend a few days reviewing press sheets as they roll off one by one. Paul will be with me, and we will share the excitement of birthing this book.
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