4.25" x 6.25" single signature with hand sewn binding
Published November 2013
Stephanie Olson’s beautiful prose insist that when we open the cover of a book the inside becomes the outside, and what is outside when the covers are open beings to live inside of us. Yet, the outside and the inside are things we cannot simultaneously understand, “Through the veil…I can see her bare skin, her bare neck, her bare face. I can see the red on her lips,” but the veil prevents from seeing the inside completely, and when inside, the veil prevents us from fully exploring what is outside our own experience. Olson’s Canon insists every woman’s story is a story worth exploring, even if “outside” and “inside” are somewhat arbitrary terms that will always prevent our complete understanding.