Book Arts Improv Book #2: Shaun the Sheep
Bwah – computers! Just sayin’.
So I finally finally finished the second book for this year’s Book Arts Improv. I’m disappointed that I missed my deadline. Of course, it’s a self-imposed deadline, so I’m going to cut myself a break.
Here are the themes I was working with this week:
- The eighth deadly sin: Politics
- An unfortunate name for a children’s movie: Shaun the Sheep
- Something your parents told you, but you wish they hadn’t: There is no Santa Claus
Here’s the finished product – a book entitled Shaun the Sheep:
The covers are made of Sherpa craft fur and lined with natural-colored Unryu. The feet are accented with bits of black felt.
I printed the text pages using Book Antiqua on Mohawk Superfine 28 lb. writing paper in white eggshell. The book was bound using the longstitch binding with unwaxed, natural linen thread. I hate to admit it, but this was the first time I had ever done the longstitch binding. It was pretty easy, but I don’t recommend using Sherpa craft fur – it’s too bendy.
Here’s the complete text of the book:
Shaun the sheep did not like Sheldon the sheep.
He thought that Sheldon was shifty, shallow, and a total shithead. Obviously he was in politics.
Shaun really wanted Sheldon to shut up. He wanted it so badly it made him shiver.
Shaun and Sheldon were friends when they were kids and Shaun resented Sheldon ever since the day he told them there was no Santa Claus.
And Sheldon continued with his shenanigans.
Shaun would give him shelter when his shabby shed needed repairs.
Sheldon left his home in shambles and left Shaun shaken.
Shaun felt like he was always in Sheldon’s shadow.
Sheldon was shrewd with the ladies.
He would schmooze as needed to get a sheep in between the sheets.
Sadly, Shaun was shy. He loved Sheila the sheep.
He couldn’t shore up his courage to talk to her. In Shaun’s eyes, Sheila was shiny.
One day, Sheldon set his sights on Sheila. He eyed her like a shark.
Shaun was shocked. He shuddered and shrieked.
Then a plan took shape. It was time for a shakedown.
He took the shortcut to Sheldon’s house. He shimmied through the front door. He called to Sheldon, who was in the shower.
Sheldon appeared – he was freshly shaven. He was shorter than Shaun had remembered.
“I’m not sharing Sheila with you!” Shaun shouted.
Sheldon was sorry and it showed. It wasn’t a sham.
And shot Sheldon six times.
He wrapped him up in a sheet, shoveled an 8 foot hole in the ground, and shoved him in.
And Shaun lived happily ever after.
This book has been printed in a limited edition of 3 copies.
Here’s hoping that the third week will go more smoothly!