Sunday, October 6, 2013

Local Tourism I: Morgan Conservatory Gala


Local Tourism I

Yesterday Irad and I had another fabulous Cleveland evening, with 12 year old "Fat Rabbit" in tow.

We began at the Morgan Conservatory Gala (The Morgan Art of Papermaking Conservatory and Educational Foundation is an Ohio non-profit art center dedicated to the preservation of handmade papermaking and the art of the book. http://morganconservatory.org/).

Who knew this existed in Cleveland?

We followed our GPS to a tiny residential street of old early 20th Century houses and abandoned looking factories in the middle of what generally feels like no-man's land - the area of Cleveland between the elegant downtown and the university area which with the 60 year decline of the city went from housing the Rockefellers and their ilk to becoming a sorry example of urban strip-mining.

And there it was - a renovated brick "repurposed" industrial building peeking out on the street. We entered through a metal door that looked like a locked emergency exit only - of course, this was the backdoor, but our GPS was following the street address - and entered a den of delights! Paper lanterns, really good live jazz music, elegant catering with abundant heaps of tasties, walls covered in really interesting prints by local paper artists, wonderful antique wooden paper storage armoires taller than me. 20,000 square feet of studio space hung with mainly prints but also paper chains hung from rafters and sculptural works of paper in the odd niche. Machinery of mysterious steampunk vintage - presses and binderies and medieval looking equipment that does who-knows-what but I sure would like to find out!
book bindery - I plan on taking the next class offering in this!

The front door, when we got there, was breathtaking. A huge open courtyard with views of the Cleveland skyline and an enormous garden with a labyrinthine stone walkway. I didn't recognize all the plantings but I did identify bamboo, and many Kozo plants from which the conservatory makes its own signature handmade papers through an elaborate process of steaming and scraping the bark, reducing and beating it, and then placed in big vats and pulled into paper.
the garden
making paper
We bid in the Silent Auction on several works (had to leave for Part II of the evening so couldn't nurse our bids until the end) and maybe there will be a call on Monday and some new piece of art will find its way into our home. I did pick up a little handmade journal whose cover was a collage of colors that struck me as carnivalesque, and I will use it as my travelog for my upcoming weekend trip to Rio.

But whether I walked away with a new print or not, I certainly walked away full of the romance of paper making and book binding and I now want to devote the rest of my life to making paper and binding little books that I can fill with whimsical musings and botanical drawings. Perhaps in my next life?

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