These things keep cropping up. While they are obviously cunningly done — one can’t deny the craftsmanship — they tend to make me feel uncomfortable. Cutting up a book (or several books) even if they are dull old books means that there are now fewer copies left. I don’t like that. I don’t approve of the business of cutting engravings out of old books. What’s wrong with keeping the book intact? Flavorwire brings us a selection of Alexander Korzer-Robinson’s work. The implication that their being derived from antique books somehow makes it not matter because they have been “stripped of their utilitarian value by the passage of time” seems nonsense. I wouldn’t want one in my house.

Similar work has been being anonymously left around the Edinburgh Festival for the last couple of years. Again, beautifully made, but a rather upsetting approach to literature. I suppose we can expect more in 2013.