Outside myself there is a bed and in that bed is me.
Outside my bed there is a room as cozy as can be.
Outside my room there is a tree with branches wild and free.
Upon one branch are six weird wrens all going hee! hee! hee!
Outside the tree there is a road that leads to here and there
To towns, fields, lakes and streams and just about everywhere.
Beside the road there is a house and in that house you hide
Please put your feet upon that road and come back to my side.
Elizabeth McKee © 2010
I wrote this poem in response to the title assigned by the Art House Co-op’s Sketchbook Project Volume 4.
You can see Outside Myself #1 at
The text paper is Arches Text Wove paper on which I played around with inks and acrylic modeling paste. Then I added some colour with iridescent pastels. The text is written with a white pigment uni-ball Signo broad marker.
Folding the pasted pages weakened the joints of the paper so I have hinged them with the same momigami that I used for the cover. The end papers are of unknown origin.
Enjoy.
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