Rustico Arrival!

August 13, 2007

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To ease the pain of Manic Mondays, I received from Isaac Childs, the founder and designer of Rustico, a beautifully hand written note and the Traveller’s Journal! The book arrived in shrink wrap to protect the leather. There are 5 signatures of hand torn deckle edge papers. The deckle edges alternate between signatures in a little dance to create a fluffy feeling when one ruffles through the pages, and the little bits of torn paper floats down like the clouds of a dream. A signature is a stack of paper folded in half. There are sixteen pages folded in-half to make a signature. There are 80 pages in 5 signatures making it a total of 160 pages per journal. The end paper is similar to the mulberry textured soft paper. The leather cover is of a dark luscious chocolate brown, affectionately called ‘Bomber Leather Jacket’. On the inside, the leather is left raw and exposed. On the spine one can see the threads (more like sinews) that bind, sew these signatures together. Because of the flexible but sturdy spine, writing on the (VERSO) left hand side of the book is pleasant. It can be laid flat, unlike the stiff bindings of thick books. There is not a drop of glue. This is a unique feature, as most books hide the way it is bound. It is like looking into the inner workings of a transparent clock. You can also request your name or logo to be laser engraved any where you want. The back of the journal has the Rustico brand and a proud ‘Made in USA’, ah that should be ‘Hand-Made’. The look and feel is rugged masculinity, something that would feel at home in Indiana Jones’s hands while he travels the globe to recover relics. It has a feel of something made by the hands of some fine craftsman. There seems to be a welcoming emptiness to be filled with clippings, pasting, of maps and the meaningful detritus of life. Unlike most books, the pages are not pressed, compressed and flatten, lifeless. Between the covers, the porous pages can breath. It is the sort of book that one might find in the hands of Ralph Fiennes as the English Patient; reading to Hana a quote from Herodotus, in the bombed-out Italian Villa.

I was inspired to find some quotes to write in the journal:

“All men’s gains are the fruit of venturing” – Herodotus

“Hoard moments that can be held in the hand and examined later, like found stones” – Alexandra Johnson, ‘Leaving a Trace’

2007/08/14/rustico-travelers-journal

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A friend on flickr will get his own Rustico!

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8 Responses to “Rustico Arrival!”

  1. dave Says:

    that’s a beautiful journal, you lucky person!

  2. Claire Says:

    Beautiful journals filled with beautiful paper inspire beautiful words. One to share with you, if you so choose to add it to your collection….The ultimate measure of a person is not where they stand in moments of comfort and convenience, but where they stand in times of challenge and controversy.
    – Martin Luther King, Jr.

  3. ducly Says:

    Thank you Claire. I shall copy that insightful quote to my Rusitco Journal.

  4. tschai Says:

    The Invitation

    It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
    I want to know what you ache for
    and if you dare to dream of meeting your hearts longing.

    It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
    I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
    for love
    for your dream
    for the adventure of being alive.

    It doesnt interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
    I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
    if you have been opened by life-s betrayals
    or have become shrivelled and closed
    from fear of further pain.

    I want to know if you can sit with pain
    mine or your own
    without moving to hide it
    or fade it
    or fix it.

    I want to know if you can be with joy
    mine or your own
    if you can dance with wildness
    and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
    without cautioning us
    to be careful
    to be realistic
    to remember the limitations of being human.

    It doesnt interest me if the story you are telling me
    is true.
    I want to know if you can
    disappoint another
    to be true to yourself.
    If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
    and not betray your own soul.
    If you can be faithless
    and therefore trustworthy.

    I want to know if you can see Beauty
    even when it is not pretty
    every day.
    And if you can source your own life
    from its presence.

    I want to know if you can live with failure
    yours and mine
    and still stand at the edge of the lake
    and shout to the silver of the full moon,
    -Yes.-

    It doesnt interest me
    to know where you live or how much money you have.
    I want to know if you can get up
    after the night of grief and despair
    weary and bruised to the bone
    and do what needs to be done
    to feed the children.

    It doesnt interest me who you know
    or how you came to be here.
    I want to know if you will stand
    in the centre of the fire
    with me
    and not shrink back.

    It doesnt interest me where or what or with whom
    you have studied.
    I want to know what sustains you
    from the inside
    when all else falls away.

    I want to know if you can be alone
    with yourself
    and if you truly like the company you keep
    in the empty moments.

    ( Oriah )

  5. ducly Says:

    Oh thank you Tschai for this wonderful quote! -Duc


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