I was planning to make cards with the little red-hatted gnome I've used the past few years. But somehow this is what I find myself doing.
Making the cards is repetitive, for sure. Batches of six at a time; I need around forty.
It's also a kind of meditation, a mantra. I don't pray, believing as I do that if there were a good god in charge of things, they wouldn't be letting bad things happen. But making these cards is as near to prayer as I get.
I was making dove linocuts for holiday cards, back during the Vietnam war. And fifty-some years later, here I am, painting doves with Ukraine/Russia and Palestine/ Israel on my mind.