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!
I was talking to Melbourne craftivist Rayna Fahey the other day and she mentioned her views on patching of clothes, of which she’s very much in favour of. She said she likes to choose materials of different colours to patch an item, to show it has been patched and thus wear it’s history and it’s story proudly on it’s sleeve. So to speak.
And I thought that was so beautiful, that you can read an object’s history in it’s wear and tear, in it’s patches and mends.
That brings me to Journal 22. The handmade paper I’ve used for the Journals differ in thickness and softness, which is one of the beautiful things about it’s nature – it is handmade, which means each one is different, each page is unique. I was aware of it while sewing the Journals together though, on some of the pages I needed to be very gentle to ensure I didn’t tear through with the thread. On a couple of the Journals, it happened anyway, but that was ok, again, it’s the nature of the handmade that sometimes it’s a little wonky or whatever.
But Journal 22 got a little away from me, clearly. When I picked it up this morning I noticed that the bottom stitches had torn through a couple of the pages and as a result, the bottom of the book was very VERY loose and I was a little worried about it. I had to repair it, that was certain. But I thought back to my conversation with Rayna and decided instead of using white thread to match the original stitching, I would go with black to compliment the colour of the pen used in the Inscription.
So here is Journal 22, fixed, tight and beautiful, proudly wearing the story of it’s creation and life on it’s spine and ready to be Dropped today at the State Library.
Today another Journal arrived in my mail box – Journal 22! I had organised to meet the Inscriber for a proper hand over late last week but a few things intervened and our meeting didn’t eventuate. Instead of attempting to arrange another meeting (both our schedules are pretty hectic!) the Inscriber offered to send it back via post. So currently I have 22 of the 30 Journals back and ready to set free in the CBD starting Thursday!
I’m SO excited!
And yes, today’s Journal is photographed on a pile of the Sharing Ink Journals. I couldn’t help myself!
This morning it was time for one of the last handovers, Journal 22 was to be given to it’s Inscriber.
Our car broke down yesterday, so I traveled out to the prearranged cafe by public transport. Sort of. By which I mean I got it wrong, got on the wrong train and got off at the wrong station and then had to catch a tram to the right place. Which then appeared not to be the right place and I wandered around a little before stumbling on the cafe down an alley down an alley.
But I arrived in the end only 5 minutes late (how that happened, I’m not quite sure. Maybe I’m better at this public transport lark than I think? Somehow, I’m not sure that’s it) We chatted about radicalism and feminism and baby boomers, our generation and the next one coming. We chatted about class systems and privilege and the opening and closing of schools, all over exceptionally good coffee. Journal 22 was safely handed over and then the hand over was over and we headed back to town. In a much more direct fashion (we found the right train station this time, less than a minute’s walk from the cafe).
Sharing Ink is nothing if not an adventure!
I’ve had two big days of sewing Journals, and I’m almost finished this part of the project, which is nice! I’m super keen to continue handing out the Journals to their Inscribers and getting them back, ready to put out on the streets in August. In the mean time, have a look at the newest batch…
Journal 19′s overprinted patterns work really well together
The orange ferns underneath the trams makes me wonder at this Journal’s story
I love the blank space at the top right hand corner of this Journal
The photo doesn’t do justice to the incredible vividness of the orange on this Journal’s cover
The white branches snake over this Journal back and front
I love the really subtle white keys on this journal (look closely!)