Dutch Cards... into Books presented by BB

i found these old Dutch Playing Cards, and  after thinking upon them i decided to create my own tiny books using their cute likeness to show me the way.                                                                              

 It being simply an eccentric whim on my part to reprint them out and include them somewhere deep within Sir Percys Library.  i found some of them delightfully dancing upon this project page as if they     were always destined to arrive here.                                                                                                              

                              

The candle flickers upon such a dreamy eyed scene as they toddle off to their soft warm safe beds.

                                         '' Now we must hurry or we'll be very late for school.''

                                              ''So my hair will have to do?''... ''Yes.''                                     

                                              Gathering the fallen Rose petals in their aprons.

                                        To dance was truly such a wonder in their innocent days.

                                  

                                        Off they go to school in that far away care free time,

                                         carrying their dinner and simple paper school books 

            

Looking intently at the globe they seem transfixed in time and space by the pleasant Aged P Teacher

                             Some are playing Hooky by Gad! Or are they simply afraid of being far to late?

                                          i wonder what time it was upon such a sundial ?

                                  

                                                               Early morning rise.

                                                 Always Grace, before each and every meal.

                    In such a happy carefree line they dance upon each giggle and every bright smile.

                         

                                                              Apple rolling in the Attic.

                                                       

                   i hope that you have enjoyed your visit gazing upon this page of playful fun? BB         

                                  
 

Practise Run Filling Shelving

Well guys with plenty of mag's, comics and books on line, and so it is that i now have thousands to chose from and here i just wanted a dummy run to see what filling in effect can be achieved when playing the dressing up game of using loose book props to do a little bit of magic while eagerly at play. Yes all in all it is a contrived game of taking time out to play the ultimate  patience game ever devised by my good Topsy Turvy self. An ideal game for dark rainy wet days of ultimate storm.                                                              

Below a little less than halfway through one facing side, but  they will do this one time, just in order to get the feel of the game.                                                                                                                              

The little books, props one and all were all printed out, and made stretching back over three years. For a project so simple and cheap meant all the way throughout the Covid19  time of great distress i beavered away all those dark heartfelt days scratch building my playful game where my ideas were stretched out to new heights as Sir Percy's  library began to take it's ship shape formulation based upon my written dreams. Hopeful ripping yarns along with written story books all stem from that wonderland place of fancy.      Which is that place between everyones ears.

When all twelve double sided archways are completed then they can be painted.

Well thanks for stopping by,                                                                                                                          

And i hope that you've enjoyed your visit.                                                                                                      Until the next one,                                                                                                                                         

Take care, and stay safe.      BB                                                                                                                          

 

Library Archways... a scratchbuild of odd sorts presented by BB

Real mean and p'd off  CYCLOPS, one being blinded by Nobody.

Who was or is Nobody? Well that is altogether another ancient story.

 

https://steponejust4fun.blogspot.com/2016/01/a-work-in-progress-polyphemus-cyclopes.html

Sir Percy,was lost in his Library,but being found again within some strange sci fi adventure was returned to this place within the evergreen gardens  of Fiddle Wood in the Village of Old Catton, Old England

Old empty pens have other uses,and in this case they can be used to scribe out the paper card to create a good finish. Which requires very little skill at all. After all it is just applying enough pressure to get that relaxed job done.                                                                                                                                                      

As one side had been scratch-built all were turned over to work upon the sides.

This doubles the book space available... he he he!

With that other side complete upon e'm all... time must drift along to the next stage. 

A long strip of paper card was cut out,and marked out using a cheap ball point pen. Applying a heavy pressure down each line will help bend the paper card to form each curved archway,and it was and is as simple as that.                                                                                                                                                   

             My old craft kinfe points to where the curve would be 'easy peasy', set solid tight into place. 

With the glue spread over each part,each scribed out piece was pushed into place and under enough presser rolled over by using my old craft knife handle.... and in line with shopwork safty there was no blade fixed into it.

          And so it came to pass that each and every side was part finished without any dust at all.

Yes with a little smile,all were duly stacked up waiting until the next time when they would all be, Yes' finished off and ship shod ready for painting,where they would all be looking the toy library part that i intended for them longago even before cutting anything to size or scale.

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These twelve bookcase arches will house at least five thousand tiny loose styled books of my own design and making printed from classic books of yesteryear.                                                                                   

Sir Percy,has come far in his ripping storybook yarn, where he started work of building up his library,helped by friendly aliens. Only to get lost later  within the deceptive invisable walls of his strange beguiling library.

                                                                            The Author BB 

There being lots still to do upon this ever expanding topic... but that will have to be a little bit later. BB

Missy & The Scrolls ... A Mystery... written and presented by Paul Howes

How and where Missy,came from is altogether another story then indeed this one is. However her being like Mary,it is well worth the mention of it here, for people throughout the ages have noticed it to be the case. In this instance She had left Mary Poppins,after their long ago stroll within the universe of pleasent dreams, where some had happened to come true. It being in the long run simply giving others  a helping hand when they were in dire need of it.    Whoever we might  be,the closing of eyes must take place.                                                                                             

"O' Dear Me, What has happend here?"  Missy, thought to herself after coming  upon such an unusual scene. It certainly seemed a mystery,for She had never seen such things that now caught her eye of emotive imagination.  She felt herself being drawn in by that which lay before her dainty feet.

Once Upon A Time,

Within The Great Expanding Library,

A strange begiling thing accured. The Alice Book of gold leaf pages fell to the floor,with a thump! bounced around and then ended upright,with the book opened and what appeared to be ancient scrolls fell rolling out. Now it must be said that certain books have been printed out with that which was written long before our time , upon scrolls. Now this was something much stranger than that,because within eye shot, most of the scrolls unrolled . flipped over and curled up again the other way. All this movement while others just remained sealed tight with the energy that had forced them shut. What now appeared on the others were old stye maps of our strange bygone world of yesteryear. 

However the real Mystery  here is, Who is Missy? 

                                                                          BB

Mog’s Christmas Calamity | Sainsbury’s Ad | Christmas 2015

Only Medusa

                                     Just a small toy figure that came my way several years ago.

Hammy written by Paul Howes

Today i stood upon the landing atop of the stairs looking out of our tiny window, and after counting 20 or so cars speeding up and down the St Faiths road i spied Hammy flicking his tail upon the tree just beyond our nut tree that stands in the first tree line in the wooded area that is our part of fiddle wood.  Now it must be mentioned here and now that all the grey squirrels are Hammy's to me,and i often write of their adventures throughout the years as they roll out their days of each and every months cycle. As i near my 75th year of my expectation of gaining more insight upon many a thing, i tend to name such wildlife wonders that i see near and far in such a wonderful way. After all concerning all the Hammy's that pass my window throughout my day i would get rather confused trying hard to remember each ones name, would i not? But i do remember one that was so aged he had a very faint wisp of a flicking grey tail.It was him alone that stole the coconut liner to our raised flower baskets in the front of our little house in order to construct his. And in that brave attempt of his,i grudged him not a single thing that he in turn rolled up in his endeavour to keep snug and warm. Yes he himself having been gone for many a year now, is often in my thoughts as his offspring dance and flick their own days display in sight of my window, a well earned place where i type so in my own remembrance as each day slowly unfolds in such a sweet thoughtful way. 

May you one and all stay safe,

 and in doing so stay well. BB