I have been fascinated by Altered Books ever since I first read a series of articles by Tracey Kazimir in Scrapbooking.com over two years ago.
I printed out each article in the series, so I would have all the information, skills and techniques at my fingertips ready to start my own creation.
I bought a bunch of old second hand books with titles that I wasn’t remotely interested in so I would have the basis for my own altered book.
I was keen. I was excited.
And here I am two years later and I still haven’t made one altered book!
I’m still fascinated by them. It’s a bit like the fascination of a moth to a flame. I have honoured and revered books all my life and when it comes to actually tampering with them by deliberately ripping pages out and covering them with paint I feel like there’s a force holding me back.
Does this sound nutty?
We’re talking about old books that were probably destined for the rubbish tip anyway and not even ones that I woud possibly want to read. And I can’t bring myself to harm them.
Is there some counseling for this? Does anyone else suffer from this book problem?
And is there something I can take for it?
OK the time has come for me to take a stand against this neurosis. For me to take accountability.
So I’m declaring here and now to you, that I will make my first altered book before Christmas and post it here on Scraps of Mind.
This is my pledge.
Wish me luck, I’m having an anxiety attack just writing this.