My lovely friend sent this quotation to me, and I think it’s absolutely beautiful. I added the collage drawing (from drawing class ten years ago).
”Sometimes it felt to Isabelle, at the end of the two hours it takes to wash, tone, and dry a print, that she is the thing being made. The black fish of her hands have swum through fixative, through water, through gold chloride. They have breathed underwater. They have twisted their way up to the light, and here she… is, standing now on the shore where they have pushed her, looking at the world anew. The wet heat of them flopping in her breast, turning inside her like a wish.”
~ From Helen Humphreys’ Afterimage
Thanks, Sweets!