Catbird (on the Yadkin) Press ~ North Carolina
(Terry Schupbach-Gordon)

The Night Has a Thousand Eyes
By Francis William Bourdillon
Tobaccoville, North Carolina: Catbird (on the Yadkin) Press, 2010. Edition of 30.

9 x 6"; 12 pages. Woodcuts and handset type on handmade papers. Illustration pages tipped on handmade papers. Illustrations by Terry Schupbach-Gordon. Sewn binding. Illustrated paper title label tipped on front cover.

Terry Schupbach-Gordon: "This very sad poem was written by Francis William Bourdillon (1852 -1921). ... This sad poem actually made me quite happy because I found a use for several pieces of hand printed papers that I've had for many years. I had almost given up hoping to find a use for them, but now, my reputation as a pack rat has been justified!"

     The night has a thousand eyes, and the day but one;
     Yet the light of the bright world dies with the dying sun.
     The mind has a thousand eyes, and the heart but one;
     Yet the light of a whole life dies when love is done.

$110

Animalia
By R.W. Rhodes
Tobaccoville, North Carolina: Catbird (on the Yadkin) Press, 2009. Edition of 80.

12.5 x 10.25"; 36 pages. Woodcuts handprinted on Hiromi Yugen paper and Zimbabwe screenprint. Printed using American Unical type. Handbound using Japanese stab binding with waxed linen thread.

Terry Schupbach-Gordon: "This is a book of sonnets on various creatures of earth, sea, and sky by Royal W. Rhodes, poet and professor of Religious Studies at Kenyon College … with woodcuts by me. It was a joyous collaboration by two old friends and long time collaborators."
$95

Everyone Sang
By Siegfried Sassoon
Tobaccoville, North Carolina: Catbird (on the Yadkin) Press, 2009. Edition of 35.

9 x 8"; 20 pages. Woodcuts and handprinted type on Japanese papers, including Yugen and Kitakata. Type: Lithos Pro Light. Japanese stab binding with waxed linen thread. Illustrations by Terry Schupbach-Gordon.

Terry Schupbach-Gordon: "Siegfried Sassoon (1886 - 1967) is best known as a poet of World War One. He wrote this poem in celebration of the armistice, just before he learned of the death of his friend, Wilfred Owen. This book was made in hopes that the beauty of these words will, like the singing, 'never be done.'"
$95

The Garden Series
By Terry Schupbach-Gordon
Tobaccoville, North Carolina: Catbird (on the Yadkin) Press, 2009. Series of 8 , each unique .

12 x 6.5"; 4 pages. Woodcuts/intaglio printed and collaged on a variety of papers. Bound on sewing machine with cloth.

Terry Schupbach-Gordon: "This book and its seven other 'sister' books were made to tell about what I learn in the garden. I am an avid gardener and lover of all movements beneath the ground. I have successes and failures, and most often, leave the garden uplifted and renewed. I love the poetry of Theodore Roethke, and these books are dedicated to his memory and his words, and to what he also learned in the garden. "
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In Our Sleep
By Aeschylus
Tobaccoville, North Carolina: Catbird (on the Yadkin) Press, 2009. One-of-a-kind.

13.75 x 10"; 8 pages including front and back covers. Collaged woodcuts (with a small bit of etching) and handset type on various handmade papers. Illustrations by Terry Schupbach-Gordon. Sewn binding with machine stitching and cloth.

Terry Schupbach-Gordon: "[In Our Sleep] is a collage of woodcuts with some smattering of intaglio, and handset type. It was made in book form following a series of etchings using the ancient lines from Aeschylus. I had ended a difficult year...which included the death of my father, and was struggling to find words that expressed the moment that grief gave way to acceptance. I believed that perhaps if I etched the words of Aeschylus in copper or set it in type, perhaps my heart would follow. Indeed, it did. For me, making this book, and the prints that preceded it, was a little like planting bulbs in winter, believing that, even as we were surrounded by cold, in time we would enjoy their beauty and warmth."

In our sleep pain, which cannot forget, falls drop by drop upon the heart until in our despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of god. — Aeschylus (Agamemnon, 179-183)
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