Bookarts: work [part 1]

poem & artbook tour

I like taking photos of art mess as I make stuff.

I like

seeing photos of artists’ studios. I like

visiting Francis Bacon’s re-constituted studio in Dublin.

He added dust to his paint.

I like

pictures like this:

This is what I was making: a book. This was

meant to be the inside of the cover but once I fixed everything up I discovered that

I could

turn everything inside out

and it would be

perfect.

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I added mushrooms because fungi are

also

perfect: everything is

perfect

in its own way.

Here are the first few pages of the inside. I used white gesso & watercolour pencils, and that gold paint that I use at every available opportunity. I think maybe it was meant to be used on model kits. It’s definitely not acrylic. But…it’s perfect. And

sticks to everything.

Days later it’s still on

my hands in the shower.

That last photo - it’s the inside back cover now, but was meant to be the front cover.

Oh well / oh well.

Mess is so relaxing sometimes. Or rather,

mess is so relaxing to look at

once you’ve taken a photo of it and tidied it all away.

Then you have a still life. Not a mess but a photo of one. A momento mori.

Use these art supplies before you die.

Thanks for reading

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Jessica