The visionary world of Nicholas Beckett
….at the bookbinders a week ago.
I had a bunch of text blocks that had been lying around for months. So I pulled my finger out and made covers for the straya books. Fools and Pilgrims Progressive Rock are my own babies.
The rest are a bunch of bootlegs that I’ve formatted and printed and made terrible covers for. I’d feel bad if the authors weren’t dead.
…without arms. But that didn’t stop her. Made a career for herself and could sew like a demon.
I made a bootleg book of her biography. Downloaded the scanned pages, removed the brown from the old pages and reprinted in sections. Sewed it up in the continuous sewing style and made a little paper cover, which I drew a nice picture of her brandishing a pair of scissors which was her thing.
…is exhausting.
…..to never see the light of day.
Another bootleg finished
Witchcraft and second sight of the Highlands and Islands of Scotland.
….why I ruin a good book with my rubbish drawings.
It’s not really a mystery. It makes me happy.
…when you tales to tell.
A couple of pictures for a book I’m binding.
…..never the bride.
Three times second prize.
…of their favourite book.
Bookbinding and illustrations by me, because why not. Before they take over.
….some new techniques.
Bi ding up some old tales.
…just for one.
I need some alone time.
Saint Beckett 