Saturday, December 20, 2014
three needle, single sheet Coptic bound book using recycled materials
7 1/2 x 5 1/4 inches
The boards used to belong to a college yearbook. The pages were cut down from larger pieces I did years ago and meant to bind but never got around to it. They were single folded sheets, then, which would have been easy to do as a Coptic binding with single-sheet sections. But I've been wanting to try out one of Keith Smith's single sheet Coptic bindings, so I decided to cannibalize some old work to practice on.
Why single-sheet Coptic? Because I've got all kinds of single sheets of things that I want to turn into books, but I don't want to stab-bind them. I want the pages to lay completely flat.
It's not perfect. Because I was working with single, unfolded sheets, it was a little too easy to get them flipped upside down. Which I did. Which meant that the center section of sewing is a little skewed because the center holes in the flipped sheets did not line up properly. Also, though this is actually less annoying, those pages are now upside down. I'll have to go in and rework them so that they make sense. Story of my life. Boys and girls: Never attempt bookbinding while drinking bourbon. It's a bad combination for a lot of reasons. Like blood.
When Art Attacks
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Monday, December 15, 2014
10 x 8 inches
mixed media (graphite, gesso, and collage) on canvas
The bottom layer is a page of art history notes from college. I believe on Rodin, hence the repeated refrain of "Unfinished." The tree is graphite, and the map is from an old world atlas.
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Comcast sent me a "new" modem last week. I finally had time to set it up today. Opened the box to find that the modem was scratched up and had what looks like a cigarette burn. It did not inspire confidence, but okayfine. We can't have nice things. I'm used to that. Then I plugged it in and turned it on, and smoke came out of it, accompanied by an acrid smell of burning electrical wires.
I spent 45 minutes on the phone, on hold then talking to a very nice man from India. Not much he could do for me, which I expected, since it was a clear equipment failure. But he filed a report, and now I have to go to the Comcast office tomorrow to get a (hopefully working!) reacement. I was hoping to avoid driving over there, because I hate going to the west side.
Friday, December 12, 2014
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Sunday, December 07, 2014
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
A photo posted by @ellypdq on
A photo posted by @ellypdq on
There was wine. And then there were two arts.
The top one has a line taken from an Alfred Tennyson poem, The Princess. It is tl;dr, yo. The poem is about higher education for women. The image is photos of an academic honors society, from a 1957 high school yearbook.
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
I love how he throws himself into the flop position when he realizes I won't let him explore under the fir tree. Other than that, he quite enjoyed his snow adventure. He only decided he wanted to go back inside when the neighbor's Weimaraner came flying out their patio door.