Saturday, June 24, 2006

You are a book, and I will take care of you

"not grace kelley, but they were beautiful from inside like joan of arc, with that kind of radiance that faith makes, and the kind that love makes. / the kind of radiance that suddenly comes over you when I look at you dressing or shaving or reading and you are suddenly more than the daily self we must live with and love"

--s. plath, 1/11/56

Vicki,
I copied that little bit for you out of Plath's journals onto an old book endsheet that I saved from work. Then I painted on this endsheet--bright blue ovals squished against each other, bleeding into each other--but it looked ugly, and it corrupted the niceness of the words. Here it is for you fresh.

I love the book lab, V, love it love it. Yesterday I spent three hours working on one book: sewing endsheets, glueing the spine together, mending pages, and I still didn't finish. I had to write on the chart, Completed Bindery Prep = 0. All this for a book that will probably get looked at once, twice in the next five years, in its lifetime. Karen says though, every book deserves care simply for being a book. Equality like with people.

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