A couple of months ago I entered a bookbinding competition thinking it would be fun. I didn’t anticipate being stressed out with a new job, exams and lack of inspiration! It took me a lot of courage and strength to finish this book in which everything went wrong. But in the end, I mailed it to the museum. I think the endpapers weren’t even completely dry when I had to send it in!
Today the catalogue fell into my mailbox and I opened it excited, scared and a little nervous.
In the first section are all the books that didn’t go through to the next round due to the quality of binding or looks (even though they all look so lovely!). I didn’t see my book anywhere! So I was convinced that they even excluded mine on account of being too ugly or too badly made.
So I closed the catalogue. I didn’t feel like flipping through the pages anymore.
After a couple of minutes, I decided to honour all those bookbinders whose books were chosen. And suddenly on page 64 in the second section: my book with a full page picture!
(I blurred out my name and my neighbours name for privacy’s sake)
My book is on the left!
I’m so proud of myself and I will definitely challenge myself like this again.