"And David saw himself reflected in the Woodsman's eyes, and there he was no longer old but a young man, for a man is always his father's child no matter how old he is or how long they have been apart.
...And in the darkness David closed his eyes, as all that was lost was found again."
John Connolly, The Book of Lost Things
"The Book of Lost Things"
Completed May 2010
8 3/4" x 5 3/4" x 1"
The Book of Lost Things was a project that emanated from the idea of my Grandfather, and the struggle for release. Try as we might, I don't know if we ever fully let go. We haunt ourselves with the ghosts that time and memory make. We treasure photos and trinkets that eventually become like framed insects. There they hang, dead on the wall. Reminding us of what time swallowed, and can never have back.
This was a final project for the Books Arts class taught Spring 2010 at Monterey Peninsula College by Denese Sanders, and the second altered book I've made. It's a rough product, but the roughness is a quality I think only adds to its charm. I consider it a product of someone young who was grieving, which is rarely a clean endeavor. For anyone.
This is the 7th year BookOpolis will be showcasing the work of contemporary book artists and printmakers at Asheville BookWorks. BookOpolis is a weekend event, and along with some fantastic work being displayed, offers such fun demonstrations as papermaking, letterpress printing, book binding.
After BookOpolis weekend has concluded, a selection of work will remain on display in the BookWorks Gallery through November 28, 2011.
So, please wish me luck! I hope my piece will remain in North Carolina until the Winter! :)
...And in the darkness David closed his eyes, as all that was lost was found again."
John Connolly, The Book of Lost Things
"The Book of Lost Things"
Completed May 2010
8 3/4" x 5 3/4" x 1"
The Book of Lost Things was a project that emanated from the idea of my Grandfather, and the struggle for release. Try as we might, I don't know if we ever fully let go. We haunt ourselves with the ghosts that time and memory make. We treasure photos and trinkets that eventually become like framed insects. There they hang, dead on the wall. Reminding us of what time swallowed, and can never have back.
This was a final project for the Books Arts class taught Spring 2010 at Monterey Peninsula College by Denese Sanders, and the second altered book I've made. It's a rough product, but the roughness is a quality I think only adds to its charm. I consider it a product of someone young who was grieving, which is rarely a clean endeavor. For anyone.
After BookOpolis weekend has concluded, a selection of work will remain on display in the BookWorks Gallery through November 28, 2011.
So, please wish me luck! I hope my piece will remain in North Carolina until the Winter! :)
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