An anonymous word artist in Edinburgh has been leaving sculputral gifts around the city at various museums and libraries. The sculptures are paper structures making use of books, particular Scottish writers Ian Rankin and James Hogg.
Sculpture from James Hogg’s Private Memoirs and Confessions of a Justified Sinner
Spine of the sculpture
These sculptures sublimely sit at the juxtaposition of word, art, and public culture. They celebrate the anonymity of the print culture that drove Edinburgh–the woman behind the sculptures has delivered her last two and she doesn’t want to be known. In fact, most people don’t want to know who is behind these ethereal gifts.
Gramophone and coffin from an Ian Rankin novel.
The blog Central Station has a full gallery of the sculptures. And here is an NPR story (which the incomparable JW sent me). I think what I love best about this story is that these sculptures were all delivered anonymously, and people had to go on a kind of scavenger hunt for them. Literary clues sprinkled across Edinburgh made from the books of Scottish writers–this is why I want to go back.