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books from Fall 2008

I have been a word in a book.  The text on this book is the opening line of a three line poem "I have been a word in a book, Today I am a leaf; Tomorrow I will be a pebble."  Coptic Binding.

I have been a word in a book. The text on this book is the opening line of a three line poem "I have been a word in a book, Today I am a leaf; Tomorrow I will be a pebble." Coptic Binding.

Feathers.  Modified long-stitch binding.

Feathers. Modified long-stitch binding.

Hindu Kush.

Hindu Kush.

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Hindu Kush. This is a watercolor drawing of the Hindu Kush mountains in eastern Afghanistan. Long-stitch binding.

Luna moth.  Paper bag, recycled paper, block print.  Slanted-line binding.

Luna moth. Paper bag, recycled paper, block print. Slanted-line binding.

For Price Farm.  The image on this book is based on the logo of a small alternative school I went to.  Modified coptic binding.

For Price Farm. The image on this book is based on the logo of a small alternative school I went to. Modified coptic binding.

Sundancer.  This is done from a single-use stencil.  Modifed bar-loop binding.

Sundancer. This is done from a single-use stencil. Modifed bar-loop binding.

Mari with Squares, 1. This is a portrait of a friend of mine.  Modified coptic binding

Mari with Squares, 1. This is a portrait of a friend of mine. Modified coptic binding

Mari with squares, 2. Slanted line binding.

Mari with squares, 2. Slanted line binding.

I imagine the sun rising.  These books share the same text, a three stanza poem beginning with the line, "I imagine the sun rising on my day."  Internal strap binding (left), Belgian secret binding (right).

I imagine the sun rising. These books share the same text, a three stanza poem beginning with the line, "I imagine the sun rising on my day." Internal strap binding (left), Belgian secret binding (right).

Inside pages of I imagine the sun rising.

Inside pages of I imagine the sun rising.

Library trees in fall.  The drawing on this book mimic the trees in a diorama at a library my grandfather used to take me to.  Slanted cross binding.

Library trees in fall. The drawing on this book mimic the trees in a diorama at a library my grandfather used to take me to when I was little. Looking at these trees I remember the room full of dioramas and how my grandfather woudl hold me up to look at them. Slanted cross binding.