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Remember that thing I said about marbling?

 

 

Because I do. All the time and everywhere, I said.

Every night for the past week when I’ve been preparing for bed, I’ve thought about how the striped toothpaste might possibly… and then I start brushing my teeth, because when you rise at 04:30 in the morning, you’re too tired for that sort of things.

But yesterday I got fed up with just thinking about it. I used a toothpick to make some kind of fan pattern (on the left) and some sort of double comb pattern (on the right).

And then I brushed my teeth and went to bed (one and a half hour too late).

 

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Marbled ice cream cake

Marbling, like all other things in life, have a proper time and place. Namely, all the time and everywhere. Especially when you’re baking. This is a marbled ice cream cake. It’s the yummiest cake I know, and when done right, it’s the prettiest too.

The last picture is one of my marbled papers. It’s done in a fan pattern, which is the pattern I’ve described how to make on the cake.

If anybody wants to make the cake, and can’t find Daim chocolate, tell me and I’ll send it to you. It’s actually the chocolate I work with making, so…

Another book

I love books with open backs. Not using them – they’re far to flimsy for me – but making them. There’s just so much you can do with them.

This one has some sort of jewelry theme. A figure with a hanging necklace on the front, a necklace clasp as fastening, and made with oriental stitching with glass beads and velvet ribbon.

The Game by Diana Wynne Jones

Today the exhibition with the dragon book opens in Falun, so with some kind of logic, I decided to show you what I made for last year’s exhibition: The Game by Diana Wynne Jones, bound for the exhibition ”Kometen Kommer”.

Kometen kommer would be the comet is coming in English, and the exhibition is inspired by the meteorite that fell here in Dalarna, Sweden some 377 million years ago. So the books we’ve made are a lot about space and stars and comets – and The Game was really the perfect book to make.
Since the book wasn’t of the kind that can be easily taken apart, I scanned and printed it. Each chapter got its own size and font. Then I dyed all of them in tea.

I printed the covers on better paper (Hahnemühle butten ingres) and drew the pictures on them. (Possibly spoilery text under the pictures)

I forgot to print the last part of the book, A NOTE ABOUT THE CHARACTERS, in time to dye it with the rest, so that got to be around the box that would become the base of the book instead. Then I got some metal wire (copper and something else, I don’t know exactly, but probably iron) and started putting it all together, with small glass beads representing the golden apples.

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When Hayley arrived at the big house in Ireland, bewildered and in disgrace, rain was falling and it was nearly dark. Her cousin Mercer had called the place just “the Castle.”

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Then [Grandad] showed her atoms, molecules and germs—after which Hayley for a long time confused all three with planets going round the sun and, when Grandma insisted that you washed to get rid of germs, wondered if Grandma was trying to clean the universe off her.

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He had stood, for as long as Hayley could remember, rain or shine, in the exact same place outside the pub called The Star, playing high sweet notes on a shabby little violin that looked much too small for him.

4
A young lady in a white dress came down the bank towards the shore. When she was right beside the water, she looked around, grinning mischievously, and crouched down. Her white dress melted into her all over and she was suddenly a swan.

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For a moment, she thought she was crying. Drops were falling heavily on the pretend cat and then splashing onto her leg. It was only when more drops fell on her head that Hayley realised the water must be coming from somewhere else.

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The next day, it was hard to believe that it had ever rained. Hayley woke to find the sky a bright heavenlike blue with great snowy clouds hustling across it.

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Hayley looked at her card. It said, FETCH A GOLDEN APPLE FROM THE ORCHARD OF THE HESPERIDES.

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She was a proper comet, not like Tollie’s pretend one. Her hair gathered together and flung itself out ahead of her like the flame on a blowtorch. Behind it, her body was a small, curled-up, icy ball.

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There was a hill to one side, and she could dimly see someone trying to heave a boulder up it.

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He and Harmony held the tall longbow steady while Hayley picked and peeled at one of the lower twinkles. To her relief, it came free quite easily and rolled into her palm like a small loose diamond. Very carefully, she zipped it away into the smallest of her trouser pockets.

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Another woman came along with a huge earthenware jar of wine and tipped it into the first woman’s face. “Drink up!” she shrieked. “Drown your sorrows!”

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Part of the clump immediately rose up into a tall, square shape. It unfolded two long legs like chicken legs and stalked towards them. When it reached Martya, it stopped and let down a ladder from the balcony on its front. “Is my hut,” Martya said.

Silver book

This week, we had an exchange thing between classes at my college. I spent one afternoon teaching bookbinding, and one afternoon learning some very basic metalwork. It turned out better than I ever dared dream.

So this is a necklace pendant in silver – and, of course, it’s a book.

The necklace chain goes through the cut-out A, but I’m thinking of adding a small ring, that might stop it from turning inside-out all of the time… My favourite part of it is that the hallmark stamps is in the place of page numbers.

 

 

Drottningens Väg – a book in three variations

In November 2010 I wrote Drottningens väg (The Queen’s Way) for NaNoWriMo.

In April 2011 we had our annual spring exhibition at Leksands Kulturhus. The theme was Från det ena till det andra (From one thing to another). I’d had plans for a book jacket since the year before, and this seemed like the perfect time to make one. So from one thing to another (and another, and another): From my story, to a book, to a jacket and at last (because as I said in post about gifts, I don’t really know when to stop) to a necklace/choker.

I could have covered the book in the same fabric that I used for the jacket, but I felt that there would be more of a “transformation feeling” if I just chose a paper very similar to the fabric, and I think I found the perfect one. The book in itself is straightforward enough, leather back with foil print and leather corners, french headbands.

Then the jacket. I used fake leather for the back and corners, and printed it with the same machine we use for title prints. I wanted to silk screen print the lining, but since I didn’t have the necessary equipment, I did it with those iron-on papers that you just print from the computer*.  This had the effect of making the fabric a lot stiffer, which wasn’t really what I wanted, but maybe looked better than if I had got my will. The “beginning” of the jacket-book (that is, the right side) is lined with the prologue, the “end” is lined with the epilogue, and the ruffle around the cuffs are my favourite parts from the middle.

I’m always making mini versions of stuff, so before I knew what I was doing, I had a mini book in the same paper and even with similar headbands. I wanted to make a necklace that would be visible together with the jacket, so a choker felt like the best choice. The  leather band around the choker is printed (in the same lovely machine as all other foil prints, of course), with one of the first lines from the book: Aldavera, värdshusvärdens dotter, hade aldrig följt floden längre än en dags vandring neråt. (Aldavera, the innkeper’s daughter, had never followed the river more than one day’s walk downstream.)

 

*The word “print” just stopped looking real to me from typing it too many times, by the way.

 

 

Bookbinding: The Seventeenth Step

This summer, I had plans. I was going to sew clothes and write lots and and and… and I read Sherlock fanfiction the whole summer. I’m not that surprised, really. One author, Katie Forsythe, really had the voice of the original books perfectly down.

The thing is, since the text was so like the books, I felt that it needed to actually be a book. It would fit so well between covers of leather and marbled paper. My fingers itched for a chance to bind it. So I mustered all the courage I had (I’m kinda shy, and absolutely terrified of talking in English to people on internet, especially people I admire) and asked Katie Forsythe for permission to print and bind her works.

The format is called dos-á-dos, meaning back-to-back in French. I call it tvillingband in Swedish, twin binding. I wanted to make a box to protect the book, and ended up with a box that I’m tempted to make another box to protect… I made the cover papers especially for this project. Since the seventeenth step in the title refers to the 221b Baker Street staircase, I printed the title… well, like a staircase.

Since it’s Sherlock Holmes, I just had to make a secret compartment in the spine of the box. There should be a cocaine syringe in there, but there are limits to what I do for my art…

 

You do not want to miss this…

…if you like writing, ceramics, art, absurdity, genius or any of the above.

Karin Eklund is a Swedish ceramics artist studying in Norway, and I heartily recommend that you check out her blog, especially this post about a new universe, illustrated with ceramics.

 The new universe was first discovered in the 1960’s by a fluke in the piping. A team of four German scientists were sent there to investigate. It wasn’t until they came back and tried to explain that everyone realised that no one spoke German. And before they could send in a new team to investigate this exciting new universe, a plumber from Swindon fixed the piping problem and with that also the only known gateway to the new universe. But no one forgot its existence…

Are you still here? Why? Go read the rest and look at the pretty pictures!

(Don’t be scared off by the fact that the introduction is written in Swedish. The story is in English, and google translate can help you with the rest.)

The best thing in the world

Let me tell you: It’s marbled papers. There is nothing, nothing better than making a pattern that turns out just like you want it, or completely different but even more awesome. Let me show you true happiness:

(all of them made by me, of course)

Veronika and the dragon

This is a book my father wrote when I was small, and illustrated with me as the model for Veronika. I made it into a pop up book for our class’ exhibition Sagolika bokband. The picture on the cover is painted by my father, the rest is drawn and constructed by me.

The book tells the story (in verse, or I would try to translate it) of the princess Veronica, who lives in a marble castle. One morning, she climbs up into the mountains, where she finds a red and golden egg. She returns to it every day, and one day, a dragon hatches. The small dragon becomes her best friend, scaring the princes in anearby castle when they tease her too much. They are living happily together, until Veronika suddenly wakes up. She is an ordinary girl, the castle was just a dream, and she will never see her dragon friend again – or will she? There is someone sitting at the end of her bed…

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