I'm the Wild One

Everything feels so far away
Come, sit under the sound of my voice. (written by Carrie Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

Come,
sit under the sound of my voice.

(written by Carrie Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

My anger was hungry, so I fed her. (written by Carrie Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

My anger was hungry,
so I fed her.

(written by Carrie Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

They met in France in the mid 1600’s. She was the preserver of life and he was the king of spice- once together, nothing could shake their love. (written by Lisa and Carrie Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

They met in France
in the mid 1600’s.
She was the preserver of life
and he was the king of spice-
once together,
nothing could shake their love.

(written by Lisa and Carrie Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

She told me to draw- “a face, perhaps. “ “any specific face?” I asked “a young face- sweet, with a smile. “ I sat and pondered her request a while- what came out, I could not have guessed, I watched her mouth as she slowly processed- “her eyes are shut,” she said with a furrow “they are.” said I, with a hint of sorrow- “to age is to see and to see is to ache.” “oh my dear, I think you’ve made a mistake. To smile is to know and to know you must see— all that holds pain holds equal beauty.” (written by Lisa Albinson illustrated by Lisa Albinson)

She told me to draw-
“a face, perhaps. “
“any specific face?” I asked
“a young face- sweet,
with a smile. “
I sat and pondered her request a while-
what came out, I could not have guessed,
I watched her mouth
as she slowly processed-
“her eyes are shut,”
she said with a furrow
“they are.” said I, with a hint of sorrow-
“to age is to see and to see is to ache.”
“oh my dear,
I think you’ve made a mistake.
To smile is to know and to know
you must see—
all that holds pain
holds equal beauty.”

(written by Lisa Albinson illustrated by Lisa Albinson)

To hug a pine tree properly, you must first know it’s needles. (written by Lisa Albinson illustrated by Lisa Albinson)

To hug a
pine tree
properly,
you must
first know
it’s needles.


(written by Lisa Albinson illustrated by Lisa Albinson)

He played in the key of F and prayed in the key of F. (written by Carrie Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

He played in
the key of F
and prayed in
the key of F.

(written by Carrie Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

Tonight the sun shines and I can’t figure out where the moon has gone— I miss the moon and her midnight advice silent observer, the stars keep her honest. The sun I can’t trust, can’t look in the eye- what does she hold, protected by blindness? A secret, a lover, a culprit a grimace? Maybe one day, frantic and worn, I’ll look to find- my moon behind the sun’s blinding darkness. (written by Lisa Albinson illustrated by Lisa Albinson)

Tonight the sun shines
and I can’t figure out
where the moon has gone—
I miss the moon and
her midnight advice
silent observer, the stars
keep her honest.
The sun
I can’t trust, can’t look in the eye-
what does she hold, protected
by blindness?
A secret, a lover, a culprit
a grimace?
Maybe one day, frantic
and worn,
I’ll look to find- my moon
behind the sun’s blinding
darkness.

(written by Lisa Albinson illustrated by Lisa Albinson)

She left him for her hair. (written by Carrie Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

She left him
for her hair.

(written by Carrie Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

From behind the helm they feared anything without direction— but the truth was, even their compass was relative. (written by Lisa Albinson illustrated by Lisa Albinson)

From behind the
helm they feared
anything without
direction— but
the truth was,
even their
compass was
relative.

(written by Lisa Albinson illustrated by Lisa Albinson)

In this life I hope to finish nothing but my dinner. (written by Lisa Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

In this life
I hope to finish
nothing
but my dinner.

(written by Lisa Albinson illustrated by Carrie Albinson)

I was in a book making class J term 2012. Lisa and I collaborated and made a starter book. Hopefully learning this process will open up all sorts of opportunities for the two of us. ( all original material by Lisa Albinson and Carrie Albinson)

I was in a book making class J term 2012. Lisa and I collaborated and made a starter book. Hopefully learning this process will open up all sorts of opportunities for the two of us.
( all original material by Lisa Albinson and Carrie Albinson)

Been there done that. Time to see more

Been there done that. Time to see more