Broadside for Maxine Hong Kingston

Hey MHK fans!  Blue Barnhouse is printing a broadside of one of Kingston's poems, at her request.  The design is below.  I cut it from a sheet of heavy white paper with an exacto blade, all in one piece.  I started by drawing the image and blacking it out with acrylic, but it didn't satisfy; I needed something more... xtreme.  The final product will be midnight blue on silver paper, aka, the shit.  Some will be signed.

 

 P.S. For admirers of gorgeous long silver old lady hair (I know who you are), take a look at this picture of Maxine *swwooon*

minisculology

What do you do with the fact that, if you wanted to be thorough, you would have to use up your entire life to explore one miniscule thing, say, the lifecycle of the monotropa uniflora?

Which means that all the other miniscule and major things would have to pass you by like whales under a swimmer, in darkness, as mysteries.  And it would still be unlikely that the monotropa uniflora would have unrobed itself for you.  What do you do in light of this?  Where do you take your hours, the strength in your limbs, the open eye in your brain, to satisfy yourself?