Thursday, October 7, 2010
Having some fun (piling up my plate!)
You know me, why get stuck into one or two projects when you can swell the numbers to three, four, five or heck, what about ten? I blame the internet: it's highly likely to get me into trouble. There I am, innocently browsing someone's blog when a sneaky link catches my eye, takes me off to somewhere unintended and WHAM! I've signed up for something, my credit card is in all probability shivering in a corner somewhere and my To Do list has suddenly grown. &^%#! *&^%! (the sound of me giving myself a mental head-slap)
Yep, well, it's happened again.
Some of you may already subscribe to the Book Arts Listserve; if you don't, you might find it very interesting. On the one hand you can find yourself inundated with information about everything from technical details of paper coatings to instructions about making particular book structures or rants about digitisation or e-book readers. I've set up my email so that Book Arts Listserve emails go into a separate folder and every now and again I go in, skim read twenty emails at a time, delete the ones I don't want and keep the useful ones.
Anyhoo, a couple of months ago a call for entries from The Philadelphia Center for the Book caught my eye, asking for artists' books to be interpreted in dance. I emailed the lovely Amanda and found out that yes, I could send off my Dobson book to them for consideration if I was willing to become their first overseas member. So I have, and I did, although I haven't yet heard whether my book made the cut.
To cut a long story short (yawn), as part of my membership I get to put a bit of blurb about me and BookArtObject up on the PCB website (it's not there yet but it will be there shortly), and that led to me surfing links for some other PCB members which took me to Pat Badt's blog which took me off to The Art House Co-op (I love co-operatives!), which in turn took me off to The Sketchbook Project and I was doomed. You see what happened? I started off with a perfectly respectable institution and ended up getting sucked in by the thought of another lovely Moleskine notebook and a deadline (apparently I also love deadlines), and now I've got another line on my To Do list. I should probably never be allowed near the Internet again.