Father’s Day

Neither  Oola nor I traveled much this summer.  Oola lazed about an imaginary pool, and I took my daily walks in the center of one of the most famous and desirable areas in the world — our own SF Bay Area.  I like to go to the Emeryville Marina and walk the path from the Bay to the pier to the yacht harbor.  I follow the occasional suspicious sea lion and watch those amazing young men stay alive on their sail/boards or lift themselves high into the air with their kite/boards.  (I don’t know what the real names of those toys are, but they produce some amazing sport.)

I did have Oola help me scatter some nasturtiums on the Bay for Father’s day, and with a little help from the Mysterious One I just finished this artist book about the experience.

Here are some sample pages:

Muß ist eine harte nuß.
Muß ist eine harte nuß.
Your baptism with the sharks
Your baptism with the sharks
And your long journey.
A great thirst of small birds, And your long journey.

To see the full sequence, go to

http://www.jandove.com/index.php/artist-made-books/fathers-day