John Tavener, 1944 - 2013

Walked out of an estate sale this past weekend with a box full of old, damaged books after making a deal with the seller for the whole thing. Some of the books were tied together to keep them from falling apart.

One book stood out from the rest, not because it was cleaner or in better shape, but because of its historical importance. This copy is not a first edition, but was printed in 1835.


From The Colophon, A Book Collector’s Quarterly, Part Eleven, 1932.

the smell of books


From an essay by Walter Hart Blumenthal in The Colophon, A Quarterly for Bookmen, No. 4, Vol. II, Autumn 1937.

Oh, the things you find at a library book sale.

Oh, the things you find at a library book sale.

but the content is amazing


Will post more pages later.

really, really fragile

Every time it’s picked up, bits fall off.

a fragile old book


Back in the fall, I bought quite a few books from a collector, and am just now starting to go through some of them.

Roger Ebert

Before an unspeakably busy time that included two really awful colds, I was getting ready to rave about the rest of The Hedgehog (Le Herisson), which is still the best film I’ve seen all year. If you love books, you will love this movie. So how does one find such a superior movie that is pretty much not mainstream?

I read Roger Ebert’s review. Over the past few years, I rediscovered his always dependable opinions, and after seeing Beasts of the Southern Wild, I watched his interview with the young star. Despite terrible medical adversity, he found a way to continue to work. Rest in peace, Mr. Ebert.

Watched the first part of The Hedgehog last night, very much looking forward to the rest tonight. The janitor/concierge has been keeping her real self (and a roomful of books!) from the various tenants in her building, until a gentleman boarder catches a beguiling glimpse (quoting from Anna Karenina, cat named after Tolstoy).