I am such a liar. A big fat liar. Can I redeem myself, and does anyone really care? I'm a once a year blogger. I need to do better, much better. Not for non-existent readers but for myself. Here's to trying again. Third time's a charm, or something close to that, it is said.
What have I been up to? Well, really a lot. In the past couple of years I've taken up bookbinding. I even attended the American Academy of Bookbinding this Spring in Telluride, Colorado. I was taught French fine leather binding. I am a solid "C" student in fine binding. I would really like to get much better at it, but I am struggling with the fear of failure right now. I need someone to slap me and tell me to get a grip. I know better, and should be plowing right along with my third fine leather binding. But it sits downstairs in my "studio" and threatens me with mediocrity. I prefer to work on bindings that are more simple and still just as beautiful.
One of my favorite bindings is coptic binding. It has an open spine so the stitching can be seen. I'm going to stop here and post it, so at least I'll have an incentive to come back and edit.
