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Every year Baltimore’s Enoch Pratt Library holds an Altered Book Contest.  An altered book is a bound book that’s been reworked in some way—torn, painted, sculpted, woven—to create a piece of art.  (Link here for examples.)  My friend Trish Rawlings’ entry, above, is entitled “l’enfant lune.”  Here’s a 3-dimensional view:

 

 

I’m entranced by the little baby lip on her Moon Child.  I just want to kiss it.  But the rest of the face—the old-man eyebrows, the unformed ears, the darkness under the nose–disturbs me.  One thing I love about Trish’s work is that I find it as unsettling as I do beautiful.

 

When Trish sent me these pictures, she included a description of how she created  her altered book.  I’m posting her description, below, because I think such descriptions of the creative process are invaluable and fascinating.  It’s easy to look at a finished piece and assume the work came wholesale to the artist, who merely had to transcribe or record a vision already complete.   But really the creative process is a series of unexpected turns and about-faces and diversions and surprise destinations.  Where you begin is so rarely where you end.

 

I took a book about the Hubble space telescope. As I was working the little face became more and more an alien-type thing.

Then I recalled a friend from undergrad days, a gal from Paris whose parents made the move to separate Sylvie from her boyfriend Jeff by sending her to the University of Maryland. I met her after I joined the International Club and we became fast friends, she calling herself the Sun and I the Moon. Yeah, we were young!  Anyway, she made this booklet story called L’enfant lune and I was thinking of this as my book idea became more and more a little moon child.

I sculpted a face in wax for the lost wax bronze casting course, but when the course was cancelled this fall cause not enough folks signed up, I made a latex rubber mold of it and then put in papier mache. Over this added paperclay, then sanded and painted. Then glued it to the painted/decorated book…. Twas fun to do but also more work than I had thought it would be. Isn’t that life?

 

Here’s a picture of young Trish (lower left) and her French friend Sylvie from 1964.  How young and full of creative spirit they look to me!

 

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