reading has been difficult in the current stage of burnout agony. but i still love going to the library. and this month I went and got a bunch of art history books to read and think about. been working on new art things and thoughts for the last three months. art and design brain is quietly ticking away, even in the brainfog.
and I'm reading Posters: A Concise History by John Barnicoat. it's great, detailing the various art movements from 1870-1970 and how various commercial and graphic art were designed and created and received at the time. context about the conceptualization, creation. weird hangovers from previous movements, etc. the book has these great full page images of the posters that the author is discussing, numbered and referred to by that number in text so I'm constantly flipping 10 or 15 pages to find the poster in question and go back to read the rest of the page. and i discovered that someone who had this library book has ripped out multiple--and i mean multiple--pages of illustrations.
it's just so disheartening. I'm gonna make sure to tell the librarians when I return the book. but seriously, it fucking sucks and I don't always remember to look the posters up later since I have the title/artist but oof.
I'm still really enjoying the book when I can manage to read. And still being gentle with myself when I can only read a few pages at a time right now.