So as I’ve been dropping the Journals around cultural institutions such as the NGV and the Melbourne and Immigration Museum, I’ve had to do it carefully to avoid staff, security guards and volunteers. But that’s not because I only want the general public to find these Journals, it’s mainly because I don’t want to get busted and escorted from the premises before I’m finished my mission.
And I’ve wondered if any of the Journals have been found by the people who work in the Drop zones. I had hoped that at least one was, because staff are people too and I’d love to make a staffers day just as much as anybody else’s.
Last night, the Finder of Journal 30 posted on the Facebook page and made my night
Just before lunch I headed into the Museum for Drop 4. I love Museums, they’re one of my favourite cultural institutions anywhere in the world. Today, being Sunday, the Museum was filled with visitors, which is awesome but makes it harder to put a Journal down, photograph it and walk away without anyone seeing!
The first drop, Journal 3, I left on the seat and walked away, a man came running after me saying “Excuse me, did you leave your book back there on the seat? Or is it someone else’s?” I smiled at him and said “Nah, it’s someone else’s”, which was absolutely true, Journal 3 isn’t mine, it’s for whoever finds and takes it.
This morning I trekked through the suburbs to a truly beautiful council library which had a fancy little cafe in it’s foyer. Here I met Journal 30′s Inscriber over coffee. We chatted about our various weekend adventures, someone went away to a trade fair, someone spent the weekend as a visitor in hospital. We chatted about art and art galleries, participating in and organizing exhibitions and of dodgy meat pies. Then I received back Journal 30, ready to be found by someone in August. We’re getting so close!
Next I high-tailed it to Bridge Rd where I was meeting Journal 25′s Inscriber. I walked the length of the street, and most of the old buildings have little historical markers saying who first set up what shop on that site. There were an awful lot of butchers back then, and almost as many boot makers. Fittingly enough there were also 3 different book sellers and libraries back then (clearly you couldn’t have one without the other). I met the Inscriber in another lovely cafe and we chatted about teaching and classes and book making. This Inscriber showed a class of teenagers their Journal and spoke a little about the project and the students were really keen on it (how nice is that?). I have promised this Inscriber that I’ll teach them how to make books so they can teach their students. And so the project continues, long after the final Sharing Ink journal is put out in the world.
Interestingly enough, both Inscribers put their Journals at the same spot for me to take the photo – peeking over the top and both shared similar ideas in the inscription although they don’t know each other! The different takes of the various Inscribers are always really interesting…
This morning it was time for the hand over of Journal 30 to it’s Inscriber. I met this Inscriber and their assistant in a breezy (read ‘freezing’) cafe and talked about Buddahs in boxes, cats in containers and chai in jars. There also may or may not have been some Instagramming of said chai. We also watched giant ants encourage children to move pretend sugar around the space.
None of these things are untrue.
In between the chaos and hilarity (of which there was so much I started wondering if I was over tired) we managed to do what we had met up for, the handing over of Journal 30.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the final Journal sewn for Sharing Ink, Journal 30! (Phew!) I love the red dots trailing down this journal…
And this is currently my desk. Although it looks chaotic there’s actually method in the madness. At the front is the final cover being glued, Journal 30.
Just behind that are two flat stacks of covers waiting to be sewn together with pages at the left, which are sorted into piles of 12 and folded (you can see Journal 24′s cover at the top of the front pile – this photo was taken about halfway through the day. The Journal on the top of the other pile hasn’t been sewn together yet, so doesn’t have a number).
Behind the covers are two piles of finished Journals, waiting to be given to Inscribers (Journals 5 and 9 are on the top of those piles).
At the left side around the middle of the frame are two of the Journals that have been handed back by the Inscribers and are now ready and waiting to go out. Journal 2 is at the front, behind that is Journal 11.
Phew! But I can’t wait until all the Journals are in the ‘ready to go out’ pile