Book reincarnation

 

I love books.  I love reading them.  I love holding them and the way they sound when I turn the pages.
And I love the way old books smell.
These sculptures are made of glue and bits of old books that I have rescued from the recyclers.

This owl is made of several old books.  Some of the feathers are made of paper so old as it nearly flaked apart in my hands.

I like to call this one "expectations", mostly because I'm kind of pompous (when nobody is looking). It has a companion piece. "Conclusions"( bird with a moth in his beak).

It was an accident, but the moth is delicate enough that when someone walks by the poor bug flutters.
Intriguing, but also kind of  disturbing.