I moved some junk around and, of course, found a big Rubbermaid tub of collage and paper stuff I’d squirreled away. In there was some paper I’d torn down for a book, and I’d even cut the boards. So I thought I’d bind it. Once everything is assembled, a basic Coptic binding goes quickly. I think this one took me 15 minutes.
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I spent the afternoon tearing down a bunch of crappy paper into book-sized pieces. Reduce, reuse, recycle! I have enough for a total of five regular coptic bound books plus two single sheet coptic books.
I finished the two smaller books.
This one is 3 x 3 inches. The pages are made from the tail-end of some totally unacceptable chipboard-type cardstock that I love shamelessly. I’m sure it’s brimful of acid and other vile things, and I do not care.
The second one is 3 x 2 7/8 inches. It’s filled with heavy, light blue, cold press paper that was the outer portfolio for a bunch of ritzy old master posters. The portfolio paper was too nice to throw away, so I hung on to it.
three needle, single sheet Coptic bound book using recycled materials
7 1/2 x 5 1/4 inches
The boards used to belong to a college yearbook. The pages were cut down from larger pieces I did years ago and meant to bind but never got around to it. They were single folded sheets, then, which would have been easy to do as a Coptic binding with single-sheet sections. But I’ve been wanting to try out one of Keith Smith’s single sheet Coptic bindings, so I decided to cannibalize some old work to practice on.
Why single-sheet Coptic? Because I’ve got all kinds of single sheets of things that I want to turn into books, but I don’t want to stab-bind them. I want the pages to lay completely flat.
It’s not perfect. Because I was working with single, unfolded sheets, it was a little too easy to get them flipped upside down. Which I did. Which meant that the center section of sewing is a little skewed because the center holes in the flipped sheets did not line up properly. Also, though this is actually less annoying, those pages are now upside down. I’ll have to go in and rework them so that they make sense. Story of my life. Boys and girls: Never attempt bookbinding while drinking bourbon. It’s a bad combination for a lot of reasons. Like blood.
An alphabet book of collage with altered poems taken from Wallace Bruce’s In Clover and Heather
5 x 3 1/2 inches
16 signatures (32 pages)
140lb Cotman cold press watercolor paper Coptic bound with linen thread
The set is here. I had a few extra pages, so there are four bonus spreads. I’ll scan and post those tomorrow.
And the wind had ebbed away
collage (anatomical illustrations, magazine clipping, and altered poem) on Arches cover paper
7 1/2 x 11 inches
And the wind
had ebbed away
the wildest notes
the darkest waves
the lava tide.
The poem is done, but the artwork is not. That’s on the schedule for tomorrow. Survivor and Lost are on tonight, so I’m going to be gorging on television starting in about five minutes.
How many would have recognized
the world in which they lived?
Their ideas molded by institutions
and the imperial cult
the groundless assertion
of their unique devotion
the progress of the gods
kingdoms and empires acquired and expanded
wars and victories without piety.
formed by criminals and murderers,
they were sacrilegious masters.
They sided with tradition —
enslavement to the martyrs
agony endured and born a new —
founded upon divine claims,
and some dared insist