Elke and I moved from the City of Toronto
to Erin Village in the fall of 1971. We were surprised, at first,
at the isolation of our situation -- a mere sixty miles
north-west of the corner of Steeles and Islington, but a world
removed from the student life we had come to know at University College
in the University of Toronto in the late sixties.
The Main Street of Erin Village backs on to a millpond that
was flooded in the mid-nineteenth century to further the commercial
interests of Mundell Lumber, which continues to retail dry goods into the early part
of the twenty-first century. West of the millpond and rising above
it 250 vertical feet there is a sizeable glacial `moraine' -- millions
of tons of dolomite (mostly) furrowed out of the Credit River Valley
ten thousand years earlier and pushed up into a modest sequence of rolling hills.
Elke and I walked those hills, frequently, in the fall of 1971, and one day we happened
on the stone foundation of a barn
that had fallen into ruin. In the foundation there were boxes,
and boxes, and boxes of books.
Hundreds of copies in fact of John Bunyan's
Pilgrim's Progress amongst other titles that were
of little interest except that some of
the multiple editions of Pilgrim's Progress had been typeset
rather well, with intriguing ornaments such as you see here.
Encouraged by the prospect of the ornaments, I salvaged several dozen boxes of several
thousand books which included several tens of thousands of engravings from the
ruins of the barn. Some years later, my father Walt found himself unexpectedly
dismissed from a high-tech job at Bell-Northern Research laboratories in Ottawa.
The thought occurred (to me) that Walt should have something
thrust immediately in his lap to divert his attention from his situation. I
suggested Walt undertake to extract (with scissors, and paste) the initials,
engravings and ornaments found in the books,
and to categorize same (a not-inconsiderable task).
The Devil's Artisan intends to present an ever-larger
digital library of these images, available at no charge for
download as shareware, for the favour of which we would appreciate
a credit to `Walter Inkster, the Devil's Artisan'.
It amuses me, some, that these images are now to be made available
on the World Wide Web, and that my father was prematurely
dismissed for insisting that the future of Bell Telephone
lay in the direction of fibre optics.
My father, as it turns out, was correct.
To download what you see here, right-click on any image, which should give
you the option of viewing it in a rather large scale or saving it to your
local machine. This stratagem works fine in Netscape, Mozilla and Konqueror.
I'm less sure about Explorer. You may also be interested in
Ornamental Initials or perhaps
Tailpieces?
The originals are of various sizes, but all were scanned (consistently) at 600 dpi.
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