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The smallest book I’ve ever made

If you’ve said A, you have to say B. In Sweden, at least. It’s a saying, I mean… okay, what I really mean is that I cant go talking about the smallest book I’ve ever made without showing a picture of it. As a bonus, you get a picture of Stéphanie, the friend that I mentioned in my last post.

Okay, so that’s actually the biggest book I’ve ever made, or helped to make. It was the guestbook for our exhibition Kometen Kommer, and we wanted it to be impressive. But look closer, down in the left corner of the big book…

 

There it is! 4mm high (or not-so-high). Stiched with a strand of my own hair, because I didn’t have any thread that was fine enough. This is the only time my fingers have felt too big when bookbinding. I did almost everything with the point of a needle.

The cover paper wraps around the front edges of the cover to become a pasted-in endpaper (there’s a word for that, I know it). I had to thin it out with sand paper to make it flexible enough to use. The bookblock is of very thin japanese paper.

I think I could make something smaller…

 

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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).

 

I’m just shy, not antisocial

(you can talk to me)

You know, like the xkcd t-shirt. I need one of those. I need one of those to wear online as well. Oh, if that was possible.

The thing is, talking to people is really hard. Especially if you’ve got some part in your brain telling you that you’re dull and annoying and sort of in the way all the time. Logically, I know they probably don’t, but… what if they do? Better not to talk.

It gets even worse when I have to speak English. I’m not bad at English, not at all, but I… don’t trust it. I’m not sure the words means exactly what I want them to. I’m not sure there’s not a hidden meaning that I would totally know if I had English as my first language. I’m working on it, I am. Hence the blog. Hence this post.

And how do you talk to people online? When talking in person, you can always read them, see what they think of you and what you say and if they get bored and start looking at squirrels instead or offended and reach for their swords or… well, that last one doesn’t happen that often, but it could. Anyhow. That’s IRL. Online, I can’t know what the other person thinks until they’ve answered my email or comment or whatever (and even then it’s impossible not to over-analyze it).

When I write to somebody online, I feel like I either:

1. Get sidetracked and ramble on too much and stop making sense and sound kind of weird and not in the good way but in the “right, I’m gonna forget to answer that”-way and I still can’t express what I want to and how much I really like the other person or the post I’m commenting on or anything at all really

or

2. Am short and concise to the point of being rude.

I try to avoid this. That usually ends up with me writing something that (at least to me) sounds both rambling and rude.

There’s really no way to win this.

Nearsighted insights

OR

When in doubt – always choose by fandom

I bought new glasses today. I should have bought new glasses about a year ago, when this pair started falling apart. I have mended them with tape since about then, even though I have to redo it about once every week.

This tells something about me. I don’t really like that part of me.

I hate choosing glasses. It’s hard enough to pick out a selection with not-horrible ones, then I have to guess witch ones I will hate the least. In the end, I choose a pair that had the name of my favourite character in my favourite book. (Lynn, Fire and Hemlock)

This tells something else about me. I like this one better. 

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