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This week has been filled with friends, museum going, making and now, recovering and slowing down.

On the 9th floor of the Museum of Art and Design, the JSG had tea, coffee and a scoop of yums. This was the view.

While I was waiting on the platform for the train, I looked up and saw these two guys. I was a bit startled by them. Pigeons have it bad! They hang out on sidewalks and in this case steel i-beams. Their feet show the wear and tear. I like pigeons. Look at the pigeon on the right, check out the curve of its neck.

Last spring I took a bookbinding class at The Center for Book Arts in Manhattan and Shanna was my teacher. I am happy to say she is now a friend too. Shanna is quick on her mental feet and witty too. I, on the other hand, am a bit slower and I take information in by repetition and submersion. I took the class in order to learn to make my own journals. But I make a journal perhaps every six months. Lucky for me, Shanna withstands my need for help easily. Well. Anyway. Thank goodness she is willing to lend a hand, watch and suggest, and puts up with my questions. This time I am also taking extensive notes so that I can break the handholding pattern I feel stuck in right now.

I have covered all of these books in my own cloth. I love using my own cloth for the covers. I tried to make the end sheet papers too but time fell short. Sometimes I wonder why I feel the need to make the whole darned thing...