Sunday, 18 August 2013

Freeing the Book-Birds


But where are they all flying to now?! The Mystery continues...

Hoping we can trace all the beautiful Book-Birds in their new nests - perhaps by using #BookBirds hashtag on Twitter?

All information and pictures are welcome!

Thanks to Michael MacLeod for filming the (chaotic) release!

Saturday, 17 August 2013

Book-Birds


After they set off to spread their message

 READING MATTERS ...... BOOKS MATTER .......LIBRARIES MATTER 

 Literacy is Freedom 

the Book-Birds were caged by evil Paper Rustlers!




Thankfully, they were rescued and taken to a place of safety.... and they'll be free to fly today!

You can read the Book-Birds' epic story here  and here.
We really hope there's a happy ending!

LITERACY IS FREEDOM





Sunday, 11 August 2013

Free To Fly: The Conversation

Stories are wonderful things and need to be cherished. Sometimes, though, when a story has many authors and is created over a long period, it can be hard to keep up.
Here's the story - so far! - generated on Twitter by @_freetofly_and her merry band of followers:
http://storify.com/IsobelGlenelg/ftf


We also need to keep an eye over here!

Friday, 9 August 2013

Black an Fite Cat




The Black an Fite Cat

The black an fite cat wi the lugs o fur
Is chawin a paper bird
wi a smudge on his snoot that micht be ink
he's ettin up ilkie wird

the paper wings hae sentences
that melt on the tongue like a dream
the black an fite cat wi the lugs o fur
wad rather hae thochts than cream


© Sheena Blackhall, 2013

Thursday, 1 August 2013

Literacy as Freedom: 'Needs'



I trust everyone has been following the wonderful anonymous sculptor @_freetofly_ on Twitter?!
If you haven’t, all is not lost. You can catch up with what’s been happening here.

The theme of the new work is ‘Literacy as Freedom’ and more than 500 Twitterers (?!) have been having loads of fun selecting favourite books to stock a magical library and talking about what libraries mean to us.
Now, we’ve to tweet @_freetofly_ with statements about what ‘Literacy as Freedom’ means to us personally, which will be used as the tags on the forthcoming sculptures. Very exciting!

Our lovely sculptor is still anonymous. She has, nevertheless, revealed some tiny clues about herself and imaginative souls will undoubtedly be creating a whole character round these.
Although we completely respect her desire for anonymity, Sheena felt that it was all very well writing poems to celebrate the individual sculptures, but rather remiss not to screive a poem as a tribute to _@freetofly_  - their extremely talented, witty and erudite creator.

I hope we won't get skelped!




Needs

Every library should have a resident cat
(So sleek and so silent, so silky, so wise)
Named Old Jellylorum or Coricopat,
Or like Alice’s Cheshire…a smile and two eyes.

All artists and writers should have as their perks
The finest of coffee - Gold Blend! - in a mug
And a bagful of malted milk biscuits to munch
As they laugh on the bus making others cry ‘Ugh!
You can tell she’s creative, she speaks to thin air
And the bees in her bonnet have hatched in her hair!’

By buildings, in gardens, near shopping parades
Is that rustling paper… or wind in the trees?
The prose may be merry, or evil as spades
A serious reader keeps turning the leaves.

Oh, the freedom to step into literature’s land!
The only things needed, a book and your mind
The words light the touchpaper - find Samarkand
Leave the everyday streets and their sorrows behind! 



© Sheena Blackhall, 2013



Ian Rankin's Sculpture: 'Somethin in us niver dees'



Some guys have all the luck! 
One of the few things we know about the anonymous book sculptor is that she's an enormous fan of Ian Rankin - creator of Rebus, notorious vinyl addict, and toper of fine ales, a.k.a. @beathhigh on Twitter.

This gorgeous sculpture resides with Ian *jealous face* after being gifted via the Edinburgh Bookshop.





The card with the sculpture quotes Burns: 'Something in us never dies' from 'New Year’s Day' (1790).

Since we have no intention of indulging in criminal behaviour and attempting to break into Ian's house, we shall confine ourselves to gazing at it virtually - it's No. 11 on Edinburgh City of Literature's Interactive Book Sculpture Trail.

Here's Sheena's poem for the partying skeletons of Scotland's literary past:



‘Somethin in us niver dees’

Thrawn Janet haunts the midnicht oor
Somethin in us niver dees
Tho Stevenson is nocht bit stoor
A buik aince born takks wing an flees

Holy Willie…fa’d forget?
Somethin in us niver dees
Tho Burns langsyne is wirm’s maet
A buik aince born takks wing an flees

Rob Roy, daithless, wields his sword
Somethin in us niver dees
Walter Scott lies in the yird
A buik aince born takks wing an flees

Iain Banks an Muriel Spark
Somethin in us niver dees
Flesh an bluid maun tirr its sark
A buik aince born takks wing an flees.



© Sheena Blackhall, 2013