The first in an occasional series on book-buying (although I’ll retrospectively tag previous book-buying posts in case you want to click through to them).
On Friday I finally made it along to the Book Art Bookshop, near Old Street tube station, for an event featuring Tom Phillips, the genius behind The Humument. For those not familiar with the history of this altered text, there’s a brief summary on its website, as well as the introduction to the new fifth edition (Thames & Hudson, 2012).
I’ve been meaning to get along to the shop for some time now, but its advertised small size combined with my own self-awareness of my complete absence of a sense of direction, even in parts of London I know well (and Old Street was my local station when I worked at Moorfields, remember), had deterred me from doing so. I’d wanted to go to Nancy Campbell’s event there, but work commitments had prevented me from doing so, and I’m really grateful to Nancy for advertising the Tom Phillips event on her facebook, otherwise, in this busy term, it might have escaped my notice.
What a FABULOUS shop. It is everything a bookshop should be: beautiful, quirky and stuffed to the rafters with a selection of stock that is clearly individually-selected by its owner: the ‘eclecticism’ apparent at first glance was soon revealed to be an external expression of Tanya Peixoto‘s personality, as the stock of every truly specialist shop should be.
In an artistic mix of open and glass-fronted bookcases and laid out on tables nestle a wide range of wares – everything from signed first editions and mass-produced art books to experimental pieces and zines (cave, Wiggly Mittens – only go there with a firm budget imposed on yourself as I did for danger to bank balance lurks within). There’s also a goodly range of “pocket money items” – badges, magnets, stickers etc. – and a range of bags from plain paper, through hand-decorated to printed canvas totes.
The window display is the exhibition space, with, until 31 December, Tom Phillips’ work in residence, and new exhibitions and opportunities to meet artists posted on the shop’s events page. There’s also a facebook page, as well as Tanya’s twitterfeed, and I can’t finish without mentioning the wonderful blog, which first drew my attention to the shop’s existence and which, like the shop, is full of beautiful glimpses of beautiful books and book arts.
If you like small press poetry, zines and / or artist’s books – or, to be honest, if you just like beautiful books in general, and if you have anything from £1 upwards to spend on your collection or gifts for friends, the Book Art Bookshop is the ideal place to shop. The photo at the top of this blog post shows my haul on Friday – a copy of The Humument which Tom Phillips graciously signed “to the UCL bibliography students” (as although it’s my own copy I bought it specifically for teaching); two copies of a Les Coleman print which I can’t describe much here as one is intended as a Christmas gift for a friend; and Stephen Emmerson’s Pharmacopoetics (pill poems to be swallowed with a glass of water), which really is worth a blog post of its own, and which will also be used in teaching (although it is my private copy).
Regular readers know that I rarely take part in #FF (twitter’s ‘Follow Friday’ meme), but I simply had to indulge this week: