On my B-list of must-finds are old books, maps, Photographs, letters, botanical lithographs, vintage printing press paraphernalia, and used bookbinding materials. Over the years the collection has amassed, but with neither the time nor the space it has pretty much collected dust. But now⎯Now that Husband has found himself an office outside of our flat, I’ve begun setting up my very own workshop studio. Finally I’m able to get crafty.
Now before you start calling me Martha Stewart and buying me vintage aprons, keep in mind it’s only been a week. So if the blank journal I’m binding is a little over-stitched, I’m still giving myself an A for effort. And so what if the note-cards are a bit sticky from too much glue; they’re supposed to look that way⎯deliberately flawed. You know, to show that a human being created them and not some perfect Paper-cutting machine. Or even worse, some South American minor being paid a dollar a day by a mega American corporation.
Anyhow, as my creations get a little less “deliberately flawed” I shall send each of you a little something. But keep “A for effort” in mind when your fingers get stuck on the note-card.
That is all I have to say. Unfortunately, I don’t have anything spiritually profound to share like Mercurious always seems to, or kindle provocative pillow talk like Puss’ & Jocelyn’s latest posts, or find hidden messages for London like Ben has, and finally, what’s the point of looking for beautiful design photographs when there’s Ms. Felicity at All Things Bright and Beautiful.
Happy Weekend.
*After-note: If any one of you Germanophiles can tell me the German word for shrink plastic (aka Shrinky Dinks) I’d be most appreciative. I’d send my thanks with a lovely, deliberately-flawed piece of jewellery.
*Photograph by Picnic by Ellie at Flickr
