A quickie. Catalogue that came in the mail. Rooms unaffordable.
A little more on creaky shelf.
Remarkable what cheek one finds in one's life by accident of being rich.
Style for style's sake.
Chic by Accident details the simple elegance of a life with cash and a life with vowels (Spanish, Italian, French).
The book is... More »
Santa Barbara Public Library offered a bound volume of Western American domesticana--Sunset magazine, vintage 1954.
Another bin brought a crumbling volume of Victorian domesticana--Charles Dickens, The Uncommercial Traveller and Christmas Books, vintage... More »
Wednesday, November 23, 2016
Jessica Lange's astonishing book of photographs stands tall on any shelf, and the pictures are vast in black and white. Some spread across two pages.
Others face a huge field of blank.
Leni Riefenstahl got her start making films in... More »
Thursday, September 22, 2016
The books I keep in store for this process of bibliolagic transformation are many, and I shelve them by size--saves space. Big books with big books. Little with little.
So books totally unlike each other might stand side by side for years, then go to... More »
Bibliolage is an art of filling, so what I look for is an emptiness, a capable space. When I saw The Prairie Schoolhouse, I knew where to go--that vastness.
It was an answer to my prayer--ies.
Fill 'er up, fella.... More »
My mother liked the expression "much of a muchness," which means more of the same. So this new ruined book is more much of a muchness.
I loved the colors of W. Langdon Kihn's paintings from the 1950s, which then have a nice... More »
Two smaller projects have occupied me this spring, and this was the first, a study in cl-ASS-ic American literature.
This volume of Walt is just like the one I had when I first read Mr. Whitman, bound in grass-like green fibers.
That is, the book was... More »
This one I knew for sure because of that title, The Nothing King.
This could be an alternative title for Ruined Book--the collections of nothing King.
Possessed by monstrosity, bedeviled by lusciousness, off my big rocker candy-ass mountain's... More »
What is a gift book--but this? Implies a history, suggests a future.
At present, you have to wonder.
A gift bibliolage queries a history, doubts a future.
Moons the past, eclipses the yet-to-come.
I like the way the... More »
I have not been idle (though idle hands do the devil's work, which has appeal), but it has been a while since I have reported new bibliolage. It's like the move from feature films to long-form tv drama, and my Breaking Bad has been a series of "Dark" bibliolages, generated from Lemony... More »
Thursday, December 17, 2015
When I saw the title The Young King I knew this could be something good.
The young King would need a mate for play, a girl for this boy.
And what better girl than a Vargas girl, the girl, eventually, of Playboy?
Oscar Wilde wrote the story,
but it needed something.
What a... More »
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
City Spaces asked me to occupy, but I had to send my avatar--or my ancestor or acrobat.
Down these mean streets a weird goblin must go.
Weighty and weightless.
Lighten up, whydoncha!
Thursday, September 24, 2015
It has been a busy summer with much created, including some bibliolage videos, which I hope to post soon. But then, too, I've been ruining some books, including a book called Ruin, a large photo book of collapsed architecture. The delights of decay. Wonderful quantities of emptiness to fill.
Age... More »
Maximalism seems to be an aesthetic of allowed clutter, which is like a howdy-do to me. Interior designers are usually more inclined to want the I-just-threw-everything-in-the-closet-this-morning-before-the-photographer-arrived look. So this book of decorator self-love (self-abuse) comes at... More »
In my creative community, I am fortunate to have Mr. David Starkey as a friend. He has for years put on a local-access TV show called The Creative Community, and not long ago he did a segment looking at my bibliolages, as I mentiond in an earlier blog post. Click here for a link.... More »
This was a custom job for an Andover friend, Bill Crawford, who had written for pay a monograph/throwaway on Adam Sandler, and as soon as I saw it I knew it needed Kierkegaard.
He had sent me two copies of the book, and the duo suggested the Soren K. duo that seemed on... More »
I have been absent for a while, not because of inactivity, but my website needed to be remodulated--something like that. I didn't realize these things needed new grease every 3000 miles or so.
Meanwhile, though, I have finished a few new bibliolages, only one of which I... More »
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
This book is for healing, though books don't do that.
Understanding, though. Could do with the right book.
When I look for a suitable book, I look for an open space, and what more capacious than the horizon of the west?... More »
This is one that came through jurassically technological and a real trip to do, too.
Vlaminck was a Fauve--wild manic--who long outlived his fellows, well into the era of signed limited editions.
This particular book (1958) I got at the library book sale... More »