Thirty-two lavish red-black-blue-green drawing poems on 279 x 432 mm Hammermill acid-free thick clay-like stock in sturdy black portfolio wherein (dead?) author attempts to write (his name?) the signatures of some thing—art here?/can read?—in owl talk with letters. Some rough/approximate (bogus) American “equivalents” could read: Moon Light On Road. Owl Glides. Frogs Cease. Hillside as Such. Some Thing Through Brush. Iris Shining Depth Whom. Winter Solstice Xmas Tree. What a production!
Praise for OWL/ON/BOU/GH
— Anca Cristofovici