This was the first book that I vandalized, ripped apart, and put back together. I would come to love this destruction and rebirth. In fact, I loved it right away. From this book, I learned the construction of a book. In its past life, this was a plain journal. I used a light blue/gray leather to recover it. The window displays an old map of Paris, ink embellishments, a wax seal, photocopy of seal from the Sorbonne, and the words in French: Love, yesterday, today, tomorrow. Quite appropriately, the first "window" I made in a book was Gothic arched. I love them. No squares for me.