This image reminds me of a lovely essay on wabi sabi "In Praise of Shadows" where author Junichiro Tanizaki writes: "Such is our way of thinking—we find beauty not in the in the thing itself but in the patterns of shadows, the light and the darkness, the one thing against another creates." A slender volume that introduced me to the concept of wabi sabi and the Japanese aesthetic.
An artist that really influenced me when I was an undergrad was Cindy Sherman. Specifically the Untitled Film Series. This body of work from the late seventies and early eighties really spoke to me as a young feminist. She portrays characters from every walk of life: a working girl in the big city, a doe eyed wife doing the dishes, a blonde bombshell gazing at her reflection or walking down a dark city street.
I received an e-mail this week from a nice man named Jesse Bell who had purchased one of my blank upcycled journals at the SF Underground Market that I participated in earlier this year. He has digitized it and added it to archive.org! I think it's cool to be included in this digital library and am hoping to add some of my books with actual content to the archive as well. Here's the link if you want to check it out yourself! www.archive.org/details/redspiralbowling00laur
Since I posted a little carousel book last week, I thought I would share the first book I made with this structure. The covers are wrapped with bark paper and the insides are heavy ivory card stock. The background images are collages of dancers over nature backgrounds from an old calendar. Quickly written text on flowing lines makes for a sweet sample of this sculptural structure.
Mutiple colors of vellum and Indian flotki paper are transparent layers. Photographs of fire and fragments of text are combined in this piano-hinge book. The structure wasn't what I had hoped and I will continue to work with this theme.
I participated in the most recent SF Underground Market with a bookbinding demo using scrap materials. The call came on Wednesday to participate on Saturday night. I love what this group stands for, so I said yes with very little clue as to what I would do. True to form I stay up until past four in the morning Friday night, have to be in San Francisco by 9am for my TA/mentoring duties. When I went to bed I still wasn't sure what I wanted to do. I had some ideas, but none seemed quite right.