Behold the new blog header!
I made the pencilled background separately and layered it under the rest in GIMP. Including the parts that I cut off, it reads:
Hark! No whisper mars / The utter silence of the untranslated stars. (E. E. Cummings, 'Summer Silence'.)
Drop Thy still dews of quietness, / Till all our strivings cease; / Take from our souls the strain and stress, / And let our ordered lives confess / The beauty of Thy peace. (John Greenleaf Whittier, 'The Brewing of Soma'.)
My heart is like a singing bird / Whose nest is in a watered shoot; / My heart is like an apple tree / Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; / My heart is like a rainbow shell / That paddles in a halcyon sea; / My heart is gladder than all these / Because my love is come to me. (Christina Rossetti, 'A Birthday'.)
By June our brook's... [run out of song and speed] (Robert Frost, 'Hyla Brook'.)
In the right column, a little way down, you will find my button, which you can add to your blog. It contains a link that will open this blog in another tab when readers click on the image. To use this button, copy the text beneath it and paste it into an HTML gadget/widget on your blog:
<center><a title="kalosgrapho" href="http://kalosgrapho.blogspot.com" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://tinyurl.com/kgbutton"/></a></center>
Leave a comment and let me know what you think of these. Other ideas are also always welcome.
26 October 2011
22 October 2011
This was my list of agenda the week before last. I was writing a paper. My list is longer this weekend, and my desk messier, and there is another paper, and a midterm, and a presentation, and...
If I had time, and could find anything on my desk, I would write about the blog header that I am designing in spare minutes -- that was last week, I guess -- and the knots that I draw during classes. Perhaps next week.
Did I mention that my desk is a mess?
07 October 2011
It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer. Charlotte was both. (E. B. White, Charlotte's Web.)
To colour the books, I dipped dry felt-tips in water tinted with a drop of Chinese liquid ink.