Filed under: book binding, craft, drawing | Tags: artist book, drawing, graphite
I sincerely regret that I never finished this book. It’s pale blue cover bisected by an inky line charms me. Examining the horizon through wahat is above and below, the cover is the only thing that recalls a vista. After drawing the first page I left the others blank seeking inspiration elsewhere. Blank pages remain, traces of guiding lines across their surface, squares drawn up never to be filled. I wish it were complete but my drawing has progressed so far that I would have to begin the first two again should I continue it. They are less than my ability now but I can’t bring myself to replace or dispose of them. So the book remains undone.
Looking down from above, something begins to take form.
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