This afternoon I headed into ACMI to do drop 5. It’s interesting to drop works of art into institutions with roving security guards and staff members constantly on the prowl. You don’t want to be busted doing the drop and asked to take it back, or worse, leave the premises. So you have to loiter around while not looking like you’re loitering, and try not to look like you’re just waiting for everyone to look the other way so you can nick something.
It’s a delicate line to walk. But I managed it today quite nicely and dropped three more Journals out in the world…
After doing Drop 2 this morning, I headed into the State Library to meet with Journal 4′s Inscriber. They suggested I meet them in the Red Room, which is the portrait room near the Redmond Barry library. This Inscriber mentioned that they’d done some research a few years ago on and mentioned two of the designers of the Melbourne city grid. Although one of the designer’s portraits wasn’t currently hanging in the Red Room, the other was and the Inscriber requested being photographed in front of it. So the old man peering over the top of the Inscriber’s head is one of the gents responsible for the way Melbourne CBD streets are laid out.
I love a history lesson
Yesterday afternoon was very warm, oddly so for the middle of winter. It was happily tshirt weather and I was glad I hadn’t taken my jacket with me on my daily adventures. I was about an hour early for my meeting with the second last Inscriber, so I hung out in the State Library of Victoria’s foyer for a while. The sky started growing dark and the clouds gathered. I was looking down at my phone when suddenly I heard rain pelting down and squeals from people caught in it. Crowds flooded into the foyer, all dripping wet as the sky burst.
It went on for a good twenty minutes and it came time to brave the weather to head to the cafe where I was meeting the Inscriber. So I dashed out in the pouring rain, down the street, around the corner and ended up at the cafe, dripping and soggy. I sat for a few minutes before realising that I was in the wrong cafe and the cafe I was supposed to be at is attached to the Library via a weather-free corridor.
I sighed, picked up by bag and dashed back out into the rain. Eventually I made it to the right cafe, who do an excellent and warming chai tea!
I met the Inscriber, who was clever enough to have with them an umbrella, and we talked of games and play and students and teachers. Then I handed over Journal 4. Luckily the rain had stopped by the time our drinks had come to an end, and the sun broke through the clouds by way of apology.
Today I spent the day at Visible Studios, a week long Artist in Residence project I’ve curated for Federation Square. A number of artists, including myself, have transported a bare-bones version of their studios into the gallery space in the Atrium.
After spending a couple of hours setting up the space and getting things ready, I started cutting and gluing a number of Journal covers.
Next, I started sewing some Journals together, the final stage in the making of each book.
This is Journal 3, the first with black stitching. When I bought the black book thread, I wasn’t sure if I was going to use it, but it worked so well with the bold black lines of this journal cover that I couldn’t resist.
This is Journal 4, finished and against the glass of the space. I love the one white stick in the top left corner of this journal.
Tomorrow I’m heading in to sew more journals and make more art. Drop by if you’re in town and check it out