It's been a strange few weeks. War ranging, inside and out. A sense of dissolution as dark and grotesque as the final chapters of Judges. And then, I was suddenly struck with Bell's Palsey, one side of my face freezing in place. A literal embodiment of a world out of wack.
Within a day it was clear that this was unpleasant rather than dangerous, but scary it is. I found myself in and out of doctors' offices. Luckily, there is an office supply store right below the specialist clinic,with notebooks on special sale. On my way to the neurologist, I found a small square one, which became my Omer project, a small shred of sanity. And on my way to the eye doctor, I found a ractangualar one, which will become the next chapter of Bibliodraw. Drawing by drawing, day by day, we keep going.
As i came to the closing of Judges, I was struck by the intese intertextual dialogue with the Book of Numbers: from the configuartion of the tribes, to the laws of vows and inheritence, and the relationship of fathers to daughters, Judges is in some ways a translation of Numbers and its in the desert (the literal meaning of the Hebrew Bamidbar) encampment to the new in the land context.
In moving from Joshua to Judges, I focused on the continuity between Judges and Joshia by using a shared medium of markers. For this new book, I will rather emphasize the link to Numbers by returning to the use of ink, and the 2-page structure. Yet to emphasize the change, and create a continuity between Judges and Samuel, I will replace the monochrome with the Judges pallet of brown-red and blue.
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