Saturday, July 15, 2006

A personal matter.

If you were here, and if you cared to hear, I could tell you about what I learned today about hand-press (as opposed to machine-press) books, about chain lines and wire lines on laid paper, about how difficult it can be to determine the format of a book printed on wove paper with no watermark, and about the different ways of producing a duodecimo (or twelvemo) gathering. It has, in other words, been a day of intellectual ferment, one of those days when I actually had to create a tiny octavo gathering in order to understand what an instructional video was trying to tell me about how that format's pagination works. Now I'm on to reading about type--how it's cast, how it's put together, how it's described.

Now, the waning moon is rising yellowly over the fields, into the clear sky that has somehow followed a sweltering, blue-hot day. And because I'm not writing much to you this evening, I'll give you two images, one for decoration and one for amusement. Tomorrow, more.


Blogger four inches of ego said...

Type is fun.

If, in you readings, you come accross the proper admixture of metals used by Gutenberg, pleas let me know. I seem to have forotten that bit of information and have been at a loss to remember, though I suppose I could just try to find it myself.

Anyway, if you ever want to talk type or book design or what-not, I am always happy to oblige.

1:15 PM, July 16, 2006  
Blogger Dr. S said...

I don't know if this is sufficient information, but what Gaskell tells me is that printing types "were cast in an alloy of lead, antimony, and tin called type-metal" (9). Not a formula, but at least the metals.

Thanks for the offer of book-talk. Huzzah for books!

1:19 PM, July 16, 2006  
Blogger Poking-Stick Man said...

I love that Elizabeth Gaskell wrote gentle comedies of manners like Cranford AND expert accounts of Gutenberg-era typesetting.

In a completely unrelated matter, I join in number 4's appreciation of Cheetara. I always secretly wished that she would savagely eat the annoying and truly useless Thundercat -- the small, whiny one that looked like a deformed housecat. (Someone should google the irksome creature's name -- but it won't be me because I loathe him so).

10:37 PM, July 16, 2006  

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