An amazing article on Logbooks in reference to the Floodgate Street School in Alabama, courtesy of the Birmingham Archives and Heritage’s School Records Collection. Learn something new! CLICK THROUGH FOR THE LINK
From the Mia B. Blogs wordpress site. Couldn’t agree more, myself. Looking for a Big Payday After My MLIS, and It’s Terrifying.
Even though classes are officially over, that’s no reason for the archiving to stop as well! Last night I took a look at the 2.5 years of manilla envelopes worth of papers, quizzes, and notes I’ve accumulated and decided that I should be able to USE that knowledge, rather than just look at the in piles beside my desk. Who know’s- if they are portable enough, I could use them as reference guides at my next job, or simply keep myself refreshed of the basics in order to impress an interviewer (fingers crossed)!
The myriad of documents should not altogether be considered a ‘raw’ collection, since they were weeded into envelopes by class number, and due to this, somewhat by thematic subject. Their existence in the blue storage box, however, had no discernible order otherwise, which gave me the freedom to review each folder’s contents and base my choice for retention on any future use.
I opted to take a few photos through the process so that you, my several readers, could understand how cool the finished product really is. Enjoy!
Image 1: This is not the ‘complete’ mess, but a partial representation of what I had to deal with. Truthfully, the mess was content sitting at the bottom of my linen closet, but now that moving is yet again in our near future, packing this was NOT going to happen. You can see that although the papers are separated, they are in NO usable condition.
Image 2: Each folder was emptied individually and vetted based on usability. Many daily assignments, doodles, and minor essays were placed into the pile in the upper left corner for recycling. Although they represent my experiences during these classes, they would not be useful in a handy, quick-reference guide on archiving, preservation, or catalog classification. Those notes and handouts that I chose to keep were portioned out by subject and placed in a separate pile, as is seen in the bottom left corner.
Images 3 and 4: After the sections were chosen, tabbed separators were inserted into the binder housing, with proper descriptors. I had not originally intended these papers to be housed in such a fashion, but the existence of so much material necessitated a portable, usable resource based on the need to maintain the knowledge held within.
This was not a difficult archival rehousing, as I acted as both the author and arranger, but proves that even the simplest rehousing done methodologically, will result in something excellent. I understand that binder rehousing the frowned upon in the archival community due to the damage the documents receive during moving and storage. I hope that as I gain more experience and more reference documentation, that I revisit this rehousing and chose a more stable home, such as physical files or digital surrogates.
There I go, promising luxurious blog posts about libraries, archives, and the like, and then I deliver with another few weeks of silence. Well, thankfully for me, I’m sure you, my couple of readers were busy as well, as you trimmed, ate, and relaxed, knowing that there were quite a few postal/bank holidays in your future. Here, for your enjoyment (and a departure from all things bookish), is a wee personal photo gallery of the past few weeks.
Saw Neil DeGrasse Tyson host a live taping of the podcast Star Talk at the Bell House. No, Carl Sagan (obviously) wasn’t there, but come on, how can you resist this excellent jpeg?
I dropped off my final research project, freshly printed and bound by the nice ladies at Staples. Strangely somber, that day. And also strangely damp and cloudy, just like the first day I ever signed up for classes.
The BF and I bought a tiny tree in order to celebrate the Pine holiday in proper fashion. Note the tree topper, which from further examination has revealed itself to be a shark pirate, who wields in one hand a shark’s-tooth dagger and in the other, a sword shaped like a shark. Classic.
Oh final Master’s research project, how you’ve occupied too much of my time.
Alas, I have returned. My paper is due tomorrow, and I plan to post a lovely (to me) and silly (to everyone else) photo of either me handing in the paper or just the paper itself in the appropriate dumping pile. [QC GSLIS office ladies, I’m looking at you for your help with this…]
Anyhow. Tons of stuff on Twitter since I’ve been gone, but now, I’ll continue with my postings of new, neat, and out-of-the-ordinary book, ephemera, and library things found on our dear interwebs.
Happy Holidays to the three people that read these posts!
The seemingly endless process of online list-serv post coding is underway. Today’s locale has me held up in the Grad student lounge at the campus library, relishing in the silence and sun.
I don’t envy those involved in projects like this on a normal basis, however. It takes a person with a special level of patience and determination to see something like this through, in the ‘hopes’ of starting another one soon after. I’d like to think of myself as a patient sort, but when it comes to this kind of recording, I’m definitely looking forward to that Kinkos-bound paper, fresh off the printer.