Being in a world today that has so clearly not fulfilled the dream of Woodstock, I will still spend some time reliving that naive aspiration in a no-longer-a-young-teenager celebration of its 50th anniversary.

[These extracts are also drafts as I practice various presentations. I want to keep them relatively simple as erasures, and I certainly don’t have the artistic or technical skills to make them more like Humuments. This piece will eventually be the first in the sequence, a fore/found-word for the whole. Just having some fun with a precious text]

[Erasure using The Yellow Book, Volume I, 1894]