This is the second in a series of posts. For the first post, see Seeds of Contemplation: A Restoration (Part I).
While I could have built a nice clam shell box which would have allowed Seeds of Contemplation to sit comfortably undisturbed on a shelf, this didn’t seem appropriate. Unlike historical preservation work, my primary goal with this project was to make the book accessible again.
After liberating the text block from it’s original cover, I got to the task of building it a new one. This meant setting type and printing new titles.
In December of 1983 my dad gave his mom, my grandma Peggy, a copy of the book Seeds of Contemplation, a collection of poems by Thomas Merton. By 2011, this book was in dire need of restoration. Over the next several days, I will be posting on the restoration of this book. To start, here’s a photo of the original cover, after I removed it from the text block.
For the next post in this series, see Seeds of Contemplation: A Restoration (Part II)
One a several items I received from a friend in exchange for agreeing to put away a galley of lead type.
If you’re wondering, what a galley of lead type is, see this wikipedia article on Galley proof.
I just moved this firepit/BBQ into my backyard–looking forward to trying it out tonight! Soon: outdoor pizza making parties.
Last week I was offered my first paid gig as a bookmaker. My brother Ben (one of the duo that makes up SheltonFilms) needed a book prop for a shoot last Saturday.
If you ever find yourself needing to do the same, this is my process:
1. Purchase a cheap book from a thrift store, library, or used book store. Using wheat paste to loosen the glue, rip off the cover and end sheets.
2. Make some new end sheets, and tip these in using PVA. Masking with painters tape before adding glue helps keep things tidy.
3. Print a new cover on book cloth. This is off of the lockup featured last week.
4. Wrap book cloth over old cover, glue to end sheets, and press!
I found this box of matches while fixing up the backyard garden. I noticed it after pulling out the old rusted barbecue.
If I recall correctly, my dad may have once smoked a Rhodesian.
Photos of the backyard after restoration to come…
I was back on press yesterday for the first time in almost a year.
And it felt amazing.
So I baked a loaf of bread.