I Wallowed

I wore myself out on Thursday. I spent 5 hours at The Grolier Club.   It was too much. Much too much to absorb in one visit. My brain was completely fried. I’m only just recovering. I have so much to write about that I don’t know where to begin. It will take many, many posts to cover what I saw and learned. Please have patience. My day job/parenting/hobby blogging trifecta is time consuming, but I am having a great time. I will press on. Just try to stop me.

Before I continue however, I need to make a few corrections to my previous entry.

First, the Neale Albert Collection of miniature books is on permanent display, but in a room where an exhibit was being mounted. Hence the access challenge.

Second, I didn’t get my hands on a single book from the Albert Collection. I took lots of terrible pictures, some of which I hope I can salvage, but wasn’t permitted to handle the books. I might get permission to do so. I live in hope.

Also on permanent display in the same exhibition room as the Albert Collection, is a collection of fine bindings, most of which are neither cataloged, nor on the spreadsheet Meghan provided. I didn’t have time to get through all of them, but there were some significant sleepers.

I saw a few recent, gorgeous bindings of Grolier Club publications. There was this one by Michael Wilcox:

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Image courtesy of The Grolier Club of New York. Photograph by Abby Schoolman

More about Michael Wilcox in the future, but you can see some of his work here.

Prying myself away from the bindings shelved along the walls, I turned to the Albert Collection, which is housed in a very clever cabinet.

It was overwhelming. I couldn’t photograph everything I wanted to. There are well over 200 of them. One thing was clear, other than the fact that miniatures are difficult to photograph: there is fodder here for a teaching lineage montage.

P.S. I have a very artistic 9-year-old who has had a few amazing binding lessons. Her original teacher is not currently available. She will work 6 hours straight, and do it again the next day. She wants to continue. She says that leather speaks to her. Is there anyone in Manhattan willing to take on a private student, from time to time, on the weekends? Please message me privately. Thanks!

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