Ugliness Abounds

Sometimes people send the art library their unsolicited hand-made books. Sometimes they're ugly. This is one of them. 

Great-great-Grandma risen from the grave, complete with buttons, lace, shells, and ribbons. Grandma, why??

Better tie it closed or it will barf trinkets all over you!

When in doubt, whitewash it.

Pretty vintage hat-pins gone to waste in this miasma of Victorian slop.

Doodles and filthy fabric pieces included.

Speeding Ticket

So I've been on winter break from Stanford for the last couple weeks, but took that time to work some community service to help pay off a ticket I got for speeding over the Golden Gate Bridge. Apparently, the police version of where the bridge ends and my understanding of where the bridge ends are different. Since the ticket was on the Marin side of the bridge I've had to serve my time up there. After some mundane work at the Marine Mammal Center, which is otherwise an amazing place to spend a day, I ended up at the Fairfax Library helping them out with a project. Of course I found it hard to resist the urge to encapsulate in images some of the lovely books I did see. Here is a sampling.

More potato prints from a book on beginning printmaking.

Art made by children of the Holocaust.

Concentration camp children's art in "...I Never Saw Another Butterfly..."

Lucha libre, child-size

Just some gorgeous SF themed book covers.

Work is Fun!!

I work three days a week for Stanford University Libraries in their Book Repair lab. Every day there are deliveries of books in need of repair from the schools' assorted libraries. While I have no choice as to what passes into our hands, I am, nonetheless, surprised and delighted  by the variety and content of what I see. This here blog is a sampling of that awesome and strange stuff.

This little gladiator, with his sexy bloody nose, well toned arms, and gorgeous light eyes,
welcomes you to my latest blog.