The Infinitesimal, Part 4

Once upon a time, when I was in my first year of college at Long Island University's C.W. Post campus as an Art Therapy major, I took a Photography class.  A project was assigned in which our feat was to create a book of some sort.  It didn't even have to include photography. 

This is what I created:

The book is covered by a large, hand-woven "friendship bracelet"; large in the world of friendship bracelets, but small enough to fit in the palm of my hand.  The pages are mixed-media collage illustrations to a poem I wrote called "Daydream Visions." 

My photography professor made a profound comment about this little piece of work while she observed it.  She liked the size of it, said it was so small that you have to really get up close to see it.  Fifteen years have gone by since then, and her insight has remained with me.  Because it describes me completely, and my life work is encompassed within her statement.  The small, the infinitesimal, the tiny.  The dots are connecting, it's come full circle, and now to stream. 

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