This is something that I have been meaning to write about for a while,as you can see although this post falls between two dated Oct 8 2014 and Oct 22 2014 it was actually written in the summer of 2017 and was started in July 2015.
The Silent* Library is the name I gave to a set of Artists Book, visual journals or what ever. Two of the books belonged to my brother one of which helped him get into Art School and the other is over full of zombies and killers robots the kind of things you might expect from male teenage angst.
Some of my books are filled with a more robust repressed despair, although further I get from the source of my grief the more investigative and less terribly personal they become. Although its good to note that none of the images in the gallery below were made after the date this post was posted. I finally feel able to write about these books because some of the images in them are appearing in my general work and I want to be able to give them a context.