Showing posts with label folio. Show all posts
Showing posts with label folio. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

I make books



because I love them and have always loved them from the moment I understood what they are and what they do.

I love them as artifacts and constructions, I love them as repositories and I love making them from stuff I find.

This book is one of my post-apocalyptal artifacts. It is incredibly fragile and lives in a small box of its own. It is an empty book - I have yet to write the poems it will hold.


I love the process of turning pages - even empty pages - its the ACTUALITY and experience of 'page' that I love in that moment.

I remember having to relearn how to turn pages as I regained the use of the right side of my body. I was determined I WOULD turn pages, WOULD read books again.

The moment when scroll transformed into folio must have been delicious!