How awesome is it that they were found by young artists? I’m really thrilled that these Journals will be put to such good use!
Around lunchtime today I headed into the city for the final Drop of Sharing Ink. I’d started the project at a library, the City Library, and I decided to finish it at a library too, after all I am occasionally a symmetrical kind of gal. So the obvious location for Drop 10 was the State Library of Victoria, a building and an institution I love. Not only are they a library with shelves full to bursting but they also have a mezzanine gallery with an exhibition on the history of books. So cheekily I Dropped two of the Journals there. The final Drop was Journal 22, which went into the beautiful reading room under the 100 year old dome. I walked away happy that I’d done another Drop and proud of this beautiful project, but a little sad too now it’s over!
Today I came home late in the afternoon to find a familiar sized package in the mail box. The Inscriber of Journal 20 has been super busy, dashing around the country for art purposes, so they sent the Journal back instead. It’s now resting proudly atop a (much shorter) stack of the last of the Sharing Ink Journals, ready to go out into the world…
Last week was also a week for dropping Journals off to Inscriber’s places of work and, in this instance, posting a Journal to their homes. Although this Inscriber lives in Melbourne, schedule clashes meant that we couldn’t find a time to meet up. So instead, Journal 20 went winging it’s way to this Inscriber via Australia Post.
There were three other Inscribers who’s schedules were such that we couldn’t manage a time to meet up, so instead I also did a little delivery around town to their various offices. Journal 16 and Journal 25 Inscribers both work in the same office, so I dropped them off at the lady at the front desk. She seemed a little curious about what was in the bags (she peered intently into both and pulled out one of the Journals before placing them on her desk) but she happily accepted them and sent emails off to the Inscribers to let them know their Journals were waiting for them.
Lastly, I dropped into a tiny two-story building hidden down a little alley to leave Journal 27 on this Inscriber’s office door. There was no one around, but while I was there, the Inscriber’s office buddy appeared and offered to unlock the office door so I could put it on their desk. I felt much better with that offer! So between the papers, pens and computer equipment, I left Journal 27 and a little note in a little white bag for them.