When I get home...

[shewhomust]

... I hope I shall be able to visit Walltown before the end of October, to see the Milecastle built of books by artist Dawn Felicia Knox.

This won't be her first piece of work along the wall. Her website has some wonderful photos* of the books which used to make up a piece called 'There Are Gods Beneath Our Feet', now decaying slowly on an allotment in Wallsend.


*Yes, I am aware that 'wonderful photos' does not guarantee that the thing itself is wonderful, but still, wonderful photos! Go look!

Comments

[karinmollberg.livejournal.com]

A backyard ...Biblioleum, built by bibliophiles unable to bury their buddy books, each and every one nothing but ...another book in the wall?

As it happens here, this entry appears immediately above the entry of a friend about how now having a yard, enables one to additionally having a compost pile. As is Wise and just.
In this widest of senses (it is still too early for proper Mollberg Speak wherefore you will have to make do with what looks like one of those text messages that keep people from getting out of one's way but enables them to stumble in front of trams in search for a Darwin Award; I lately saw one mobile-bosomed fountain of self-love pass by down below who almost had herself driven over for being too busy to take out her earplugs or watch out at taking a stickless selfie) ... the natural Q. seems to be;
should one hope there aren't too many, or in fact, for the sake of recycling natural resources, myriads of bibliophagean bookworms?

I only ask as a stern ultracrepidarian, given in not only to epeolatry but also suffering serious bouts of bibliosmia while trying not to fall for another morosoph bibliobibulean myself ... http://www.huffingtonpost.com/oliver-tearle/10-words-every-book-lover-should-know_b_5297284.html