My maternal grandfather was a professor of philology -- ironically the only exam I failed at university and had to take a second time... He loved words, language, books. I only knew him for five years or so because he died while I was still a child. One of the memories he left me is showing me how he mended old books whose spines were damaged or broken. It was only after I made this piece with part of a book spine and binder's thread that I remembered...
blest be ... ;)
ReplyDeletemy grandfather died two weeks ago. i only have a handful of memories. i simply love the memory you have of him. what a wonderful skill he passed on to you.
ReplyDeleteLove this piece... and glad it brought back an important and fond memory...
ReplyDeleteAmazing!! You did remember, it just was waiting for the right time to come out. Beautiful art piece Sweetie!! Hope you are doing well:) Love, Jamie
ReplyDelete...I think you need to hang this somewhere Colette!...so fragile and simple, but hiding lots of stories behind that tattered spine!...Superb!.....Anon...xxx
ReplyDeleteA nice memory to have. xo
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