"...that in fact I never again intend to run into a blank wall."

I've begun translating my first book. On page 3 of a 276 page book. Call it ambitious, call it crazy, I call it Love and Devotion. This isn't so much a series, but a life long project. I want to translate all of her works (Anais Nin) and between her diaries and novels, well let's say it will take my whole life. It's paying homage, it's saying thanks. Her words are so beautiful, I know my translation of them into colors can't do them true justice, but the years and the work I put into them, will be the least I can do.


(left side, translated. right side, in progress)


(this page you can see the faint letters written in pencil)