I’m a big fan of books, not just what’s written inside them but the books as physical objects in themselves. Dusty covers, rustling pages, scrawled blue ink inscriptions on the title page – all overly romantic, slightly fetishistic reasons why I love nothing more than a day out in Hay-on-Wye.
So I was rather taken with The Book Show at Eastside Projects, which launched on Friday evening. There were big bulky books.
There were torn up books.
There were foreign language books.
And there were the sort of books that needed no translation.
And then there was the total absence of books – there were the shelves and library trollies for them, but these were completely empty. I found it a little spooky – where had they gone? It was like entering the world of Farenheit 451.
Check out We Are Eastside for the Book Show blurb. The exhibition remains at Eastside Projects until 4th September
