Under a canopy of green, a new visual journal takes shape.
It is a coincidence that my last 3 books have been bound between the covers of old art books. From the book shelves I select a book based on the shape. This one had worn gray book board underneath its crumbling cover. Masters of Modern Art, 1954. Perfect.
Bookcloth tape is wrapped around the spine, then a generous layer of silver duck tape over that. I prefer an unadorned book to house my collages. Plain, utilitarian.
Of course that can all change on a whim.
I like that these pages once lived inside my future visual journal. Aren't they fabulous? Perfect paper for folding and cutting projects for young artists. I have a slew of ideas. Off it goes to the classroom.
I predict this page will be discovered quickly. Someone will insist on making masks. I will probably go along with the idea.
Up next: I fold, cut, and assemble signatures to sew into the covers. I cannot say when that will happen. Someone is moving in slow motion.