The visionary world of Nicholas Beckett
….with no way out.
….with a sting in you eye.
That I’ve been wasting my time on.
I should have better things to do. But I don’t.
………just the belief that money is real.
Painting a one off cover for a book that probably doesn’t deserve it considering the crappy paper it’s printed on.
….all looks like tarnish to me.
…..as I agreed to enter a book binding thing of binding a text block based on a letter by Nicolas Baudin disputing Captain Cook’s findings of Terra Nullius.
I’m trying some things out as I’ve made my own cords that I want visible on the inside of the book, and parts of the outside. Not sure how I feel about them on the outside yet. Glad I’ve done a dummy run.
Not sure how I feel about the raised thread on the image.
…..but I underestimate how low peoples opinion is of me.
You think I’d learn.
…..kind of never.
But we can dream.
……and share them somewhere else.
I have not time for them.
Anymore.
Saint Beckett 