Dare 168 was such a good jumping-off point that I did another quick page. Kind of by accident. This one was the result of this Polaroid falling out of one of my boxes and directly into my lap. When I saw who was in this pic, I felt a little bit sad. Which to me is usually a sign that you probably shouldn't just shove the pic back into the box. I scanned a copy of the Pola and wrote down some lyrics that had been in my head. 'my fingertips are holding onto the cracks in the foundation. And I know I should let go, but I can't.' I've been saving this sheet of paper for a long time because it reminds me of how the tile looked in that first trailer house that we lived in, the same place where this pic was taken. I remember the tile really well because I think I crawled on that floor a lot. And the trim reminds me of something from one of my mom's dresses that I saw in an old photo once. And it also makes me think of the Berggren Swedish folk art patterns. A little bit. Not the prettiest page, but these little things do a lot for me.
And on to Dare 170, which was Jamaica's swap Dare: Scrap what you WEAR. This girl is amazing. And her paper collection is equally amazing. She put together a bunch of super great papers + letterpress and sent out little packets to each of us Effers, plus several extra participants. We all used what she sent to make stuff like this.
Dare 170. Where I stand. I had this photo from Renegade Chicago, which I figured would work great for this. I slapped some craziness down and just started writing. Doesn't always make sense, but that's kind of the point sometimes. Let it flow. (I've been knitting so much lately that I had kind of forgotten how much I've been wanting to get shit down on paper. So this felt pretty good to me. If it's been awhile for you, too, I say give it a go. It might feel good for you, too.)