I shouldn't have. First, I'm leaving Jasper in about five weeks, and I've already packed up a number of books. A large number. I love my books. The cookbooks (mostly) will be in the mail in a few days, and I've squirreled away a few volumes that I can't live without. So when I ducked into the nun's yard sale (yeah, the nuns had a yard sale) and came upon these volumes of Look, I just couldn't say no. I'm leaving an amazing paper, that has a great tradition of making photos work with page design. Look had a great tradition of photo essays, like this excerpt from Paul Fusco, "George's Branch, Ky." Talk about Kentucky gothic. Wow. And these are 51 bound volumes-- representing the magazine from the height of its circulation, right to when it closed in 1972. Remarkable essays that I have a feeling are going to help me keep my inspiration through some tough times ahead.
On another note, I'm on my way to four days of eating and sleeping and happiness in the pacific northwest. See ya next week!
3 comments:
that's an amazing find, amanda. don't doubt for a second those volumes were meant to find you. that's one group of visionary nuns. when's the next yard sale? haha.
i'm jealous.
you better not store these in seattle, or you might come home one day to find me curled up with moses on your couch reading them...
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