This time it's really happening. I am binding my full leather book and not procrastinating for a moment longer. I found the perfect linen for my box, so I couldn't put this off any longer. I now need to do this. (Also because I'm running out of time, but that's an entirely different thing.) I usually don't really like to combine fabric with leather, but this linen with this leather is a match made in heaven.

My book, Yann Andréa Steiner by Marguerite Duras, is a book of being by the sea. Falling in love by the sea, perhaps. Or maybe it's about losing all sense by the sea. One can never really be sure.

Not the very first sketch, but not the final one either. I still need to work on the title and probably many other things too. I'm doing leather onlays once again, and it's a good idea to really think it all through before I start to cut out letters that are simply just too small and make my eyes bleed. But I do intend to cut out letters that are too small and make my eyes bleed, I just want to be sure I like them first.

I had to set up an extra work desk in front of the window, because my actual work area will be cleared and packed in moving boxes very soon. Only this book, and everything I need while making it, get to stay out until the last minute. I do like working some place other than the one I'm used to. And I like the sunshine. The shadows on my desk change during the day. Bamboo is the daytime shadow, and the money plant is the last thing there before the sunset.