About This Blog
Don't get me wrong. It's not that I'm not on board with the whole ebook thing. I enjoy books in all their formats. But there is nothing quite like a bookstore with its neatly arranged shelves of books and artfully created displays of new arrivals, best sellers, and suggested reading. I especially enjoy discovering small, independent bookstores and have made it my mission to visit and report back on as many of these gems as I can. That is my focus, but there is really nothing that is off limits as long as it is about books or reading. Hope you enjoy my blog and come back often.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
London, Summer 2012
While the 2012 London Olympics garnered worldwide interest, another less publicized but no less amazing feat was occurring in the same city. Brazilian artists, Marcos Saboya and Gualter Pupo, created a labyrinth, not from brick, not from stone, not even from corn. No, this maze was created with books, a quarter of a million books to be more precise. The idea for the aMAZEme exhibit came from Argentinian writer and educator, Jorge Luis Borges, and was assembled in the shape of his fingerprint. It certainly did aMAZEme.
For a full story about this installation as well as a time-lapsed video of its creation, visit The Guardian online here.
For more pictures of the maze, see an online Washington Post article here.
Another stunning display of books was created in Melbourne, Australia, for its Light In Winter festival. Created on the sidewalks and streets of Melbourne with 10,000 discarded books, the installation literally stopped traffic. The books were lit with LED's creating an illuminated river in the city.
For an article about the installation, click here.
More proof that books are beautiful things!!
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport
Wedding? Ah yes, the reason we went to Minneapolis in the first place. (See Rumpus and Chapter 2.) We did indeed attend the wedding. Under a vivid blue canopy gently painted with just a hint of clouds, a radiantly beautiful bride walked down the aisle on the arm of an adoring and proud father while I, as is my usual way at weddings, reached into my purse for kleenex. It was a lovely ceremony, and Jim and I both enjoyed the opportunity to visit with relatives we seldom see.
Bright and early, very early, the next morning, somewhat bleary eyed, we were off to the airport for a short flight home. As we sat down in a bustling airport food court to eat a quick breakfast, I found myself amazed at the number of other people who were also up and around at this obnoxiously early hour. For a few moments I simply sipped my coffee and watched the flurry of travelers, grateful that the restaurants were actually open so early. Time of day, it seems, is of no consequence in airports. But then, on the other side of the concourse, beyond the sea of luggage-toting passersby, I noticed something striking. A bookstore. Right there in the airport. And I don't mean a newsstand. I mean an honest-to-goodness bookstore. With limited time before we had to get to our gate, I hastily consumed what was left of my breakfast, left my patient husband sitting alone in the food court, and headed over to check out this airport anomaly, Authors Bookstore.
Monday, October 8, 2012
422 2nd Street
Hudson, WI 54016
Unexpected delays--frustrating. Unforeseen expenses--costly. Untimely interruptions--annoying. Unexpected bookstore--priceless!
You may recall from my previous post (If you haven't read it, you really should.) my husband Jim and I had travelled to the Minneapolis area for a wedding and were enjoying a long weekend stay with relatives, Paul and Gail, who live near the Twin Cities just across the St. Croix River in Hudson, Wisconsin, a beautiful waterfront town offering a congenial mix of art galleries, antique shops, and unique eateries. After an enjoyable Friday, golf for Jim and Paul and a trip to Wild Rumpus bookstore for me and Gail, the four of us decided to have dinner at Barker's, a favorite local establishment. Barker's did not disappoint. The food was delicious, and the conversation was delightful, a perfect end to an enjoyable day. Yet as we left the restaurant, what did I happen to notice directly across the street but a small bookstore. Just a few moments before, I had been content with my accomplishment of squeezing in a bookstore visit on this trip. Now suddenly there existed the possibility of yet another. Gail and I immediately headed across the street to check out Chapter 2 Books. I was in luck; it was still open.