Hi, I'm back. (Thanks to justplainlane for commenting on my first journal entry, by the way)
Tonight I sold 5 boxes of books to Half-Price Books here in town. For most of my life I've been an avid book collector, buying books on impulse a half-dozen at a time, too be read, or half-read, or left unread later. Then I'd sell them and use the money to (naturally) buy more books.
Well, this weekend I was looking around my little garage apartment and feeling disgusted with what a cramped, unpleasant space it felt like; piles of books on the floor, notebooks everywhere, old liquor bottles and glass jars that I was supposedly going to find a use for. And I just felt really fed up and decided to throw it all out. So I went on an all-weekend cleaning frenzy, which resulted in the most aggressive purge of my bookshelves I've ever done; carrying off, among other things, Baudelaire, Nietszche and my beloved Comics Journal collection. I spared a small core of perennial favorite books, some art books and reference books, and some books that I've in the middle of reading and am planning to finish . . . maybe.
But, despite the fact that I know I'll miss some of those books, I feel good about the fact that my apartment is most of the way to clean. From now on, I'm planning to restrain my urges at the bookstore and get better acquainted with the local library -- more books than I could ever collect -- for free!
Tomorrow i'll talk about my current art projects, God bless my little heart.
Rod
Tonight I sold 5 boxes of books to Half-Price Books here in town. For most of my life I've been an avid book collector, buying books on impulse a half-dozen at a time, too be read, or half-read, or left unread later. Then I'd sell them and use the money to (naturally) buy more books.
Well, this weekend I was looking around my little garage apartment and feeling disgusted with what a cramped, unpleasant space it felt like; piles of books on the floor, notebooks everywhere, old liquor bottles and glass jars that I was supposedly going to find a use for. And I just felt really fed up and decided to throw it all out. So I went on an all-weekend cleaning frenzy, which resulted in the most aggressive purge of my bookshelves I've ever done; carrying off, among other things, Baudelaire, Nietszche and my beloved Comics Journal collection. I spared a small core of perennial favorite books, some art books and reference books, and some books that I've in the middle of reading and am planning to finish . . . maybe.
But, despite the fact that I know I'll miss some of those books, I feel good about the fact that my apartment is most of the way to clean. From now on, I'm planning to restrain my urges at the bookstore and get better acquainted with the local library -- more books than I could ever collect -- for free!
Tomorrow i'll talk about my current art projects, God bless my little heart.
Rod
P.S. One of my greatest heartbreaks ever was storing a huge collection of artbooks in a basement, and opening them up to find them waterlogged, and maggot-infested... including some signed by authors and such. Wanted to die. On the spot. Throw myself on the maggot books and light a match.
And TinTin is my favourite comic book as well. Along with Krazy Kat (they put it in a book) and Little Nemo.