sleepy eyes and no time to write so often.
its late and im supposed to be preparing a lesson for an 8am english class. that last thing i want to do after a 3 hour tibetan class. brain, slowly, fading.
i wanted to share just one thing: a libarary sale made my week.
i was passing by the library the other day and stopped in to take a look at the english grammar books, i found a great one and didnt take it out right away, now i think someone else took it out and i keep going back to see if its been returned, never with any luck..
but i happened to be there so i stopped in again an the library was having a book sale, everything on certain racks for 100 forint (50 cents?) and i found two great finds, or at least i think so.
first, a german travel guide for moscow, with original pull-out maps included! publishing date: 1960.
the pages smell old and the graphics are pretty amazing, as are b&w photographs in the back of it. so nice. maybe its just because i work in the travel industry now, but i think i would have picked it up otherwise. there is definite great collage material here.
second, a small pocket book in hungarian. the full biography of a scholar, hunfalvy pal.
im still not sure what he did in history, but david says it looks cool. i chose it for its simple cover design, the man's portrait inside and the nice pages, blocks of text. also had the idea of ripping it apart when i bought it.
i kind of feel a little shame buying books that i plan to take apart, defacing the sacredness that is book binding, undoing the work of another for the sake of art, or at least what i may call art, the personal pleasure i take in cutting and pasting, layering and drawing. upon each other, and on top of another. paper is one of the most inspiring art mediums for me. and for you?