Library Science at Artspace, New Haven
by Frances Brent
Flaneur
December 22, 2011
When I was a child, one of my favorite books was about a girl who went to the library every day. Under the impression that all the world’s books were housed there, she thought she could read them all. Her plan was to go alphabetically, a single volume a day, not permitting herself to skip a book, not even a boring one. I so empathized with her that, for a while, I had the same plan, never questioning whether the strategy was commendable and never guessing the library as it existed both in my experience and imagination–smelling of old, frayed book covers and ink pads used for stamping due-dates—was temporary. [READ MORE...]