Sadly, this was my last semester in the Book Arts. My last project, after a semester of focusing on folded paper was the Cootie Catcher (which i'm sure any girl knows how to make at one point or another in their lives). Its actually a real neat bit of origami that's easy to make. There are many variations of the fortune part but i wanted to keep it simple so i only have four numbers and fortunes. The poems i picked were fun (if a bit depressing) focus on fortune: Number 1
'The wheel of fortune turns I go down, demeaned another is raised up far too high' - Hecuba
'Fate in health and virtue, is against me driven on, weighted down' - Carmina Burana
'Fortune good night smile, once more turn thy wheel' - Shakespeare
'And thus does fortune's wheel turn treacherousely and out of happiness bring men to sorrow'-Chaucer
The parts that were letter pressed were the actual fortune and the Colophon (the publishers mark stating where and when it was printed). It took some doing to make sure everything lined up correctly so when i folded them everything was in the right place.
As you can see it also makes a very interesting geometric form when you unfold it. Also in order for the numbers and decoration on the outside to work you have to do it on a diagonal, therefore those parts are hand done in a calligraphy pen and a hand-made stamp because diagonal on the press bed is a hair-ripping, homicidal-inducing experience i didn't want to go through. I'm sad that i'm not in the class anymore but very happy that the professor says i can come back and do more projects when i want to (and also help out with cleaning, volunteering and putting away type)
Entry for the student art show; complete fluff called 'seeing spots'. not much of a point of putting a serious art piece in the show because for some strange reason the only person who ends up winning is the head of the Art Club (happens every year). This will probably get in the door but the pieces that end up winning are always huge ass paintings (seriously, like twenty by twenty feet) and odd sculpture pieces. Not that i have anything against painting (hell, i love oils, i wish i had more time to do them) and sculpture its more like the judge and people in the art club for some reason believe that the only real 'art' is cutting edge modernism. the weirder the more 'edgy' and artistic it is. over the last four years winning entries have been literally junk; this idiot went to the local dump picked up a broken record and it won first place. can you tell this aggravates the hell out of me? especially since i'm paying money to be in the contest? oh well, its cute, its got a lot of color, it'll look nice on my wall when the contest is over.