Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Thursday, September 20, 2007

salute the day!




clippings are from an estonian scouting guide [1949].

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

GO-GO-GO SEE! KIOSK: Modes of Multiplication


KIOSK: Modes of Multiplication is a nomadic exhibition of artist books, catalogs, periodicals, video and audio projects that has been continually growing as it has traveled over the past seven years. It currently comprises approximately 6,000 titles from roughly 400 independent publishers from around the world. The project provides a rich overview of activities within the rapidly expanding field of independent publishing activities from the past ten years. Consequently, it offers a broad perspective on the various models of dissemination and distribution of artistic ways of working in printed media and an idea of the diverse strategies, motivations and programs of the participating publishers’ projects.

KIOSK was initiated by Christoph Keller.
September 8th – October 27th
for more info:
http://www.midwayart.org/
[images are from various other locations]

Thursday, August 30, 2007

queer forms




when sifting through my favorite encyclopedias, i noticed all of these queer forms...

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

marked pages





photocopied encyclopedia edges with postits— pieced together to make a new library.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

book of knowledge





I recombined bits of text and image (originally found in an old encyclopedia set/1947) to make a new journal filled with wonders and questions.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

sweet poem by Robert Burns (1759–96)



Of Robert Burns
Johnie Lad, Cock up Your Beaver

[When first my brave Johnie lad came to the town,
He had an orchid bonnet that wanted the crown;
But now he has gotten a hat and a feather,
Hey, brave Johnie lad, cock up your beaver!]

Cock up your beaver, and cock it fu' sprush,
We'll over the border, and gie them a brush;
There's somebody there we'll teach better behaviour,
Hey, brave Johnie lad, cock up your beaver!