Popping my head out for a second, just to tell all who wonder that I am alive, I am down under, in that tunnel, a good Alice, writing down what She Said, etc. I am working! I am INSIDE the thing itself. Tunneling away. It has resembled at times a rabbit hole. Some days are more clear than others. I hope in several months to return, again a smiling woman. Some days it is spring and I still smile. Perhaps the belljar can also be a productive chaos! And Sylvia in her gleaming blondeness is the carciature for April for my NYRB calendar. April isn't always cruel.
(jpegs saved, respectively, belljar, belljar1, belljar2)