In a flurry of activity one Sunday morning, as the baby slept on her dad’s chest and daughter number one played upstairs… I finished my book. When there is a window these days it’s grabbed. Being mum to a small baby makes you increadably productive in short spaces of time. Spaces that are snatched, at anytime around the clock. So in my dressing gown early in the morning, assisted by Steely Dan on Spotify… I finished my book. It took only a couple of short hours. Images were cut up & additions made to the edit, text – most of it discarded but for two quotes and the essay, cover image in the bag. The End.
I’d thought about it for so long that when I had the opportunity it all flowed. Having a break from it, long enough to have a baby, helped too.
This week the dummy is being printed & bound. Throughout Bristol, and no doubt much further afield, book dummies are being made – all in time for this weekend’s Photo Book Bristol. Last year’s festival was the first. No one knew what to expect from it, but this year we do.
Anticipation is high…