Browse the bookshelves of strangers and friends. Add yours to the collection.
Be sure to click on the photos to peruse a little closer.
If you would like to expose yourshelf, here are the rules.
The bookshelf displays only a slight sliver of time and place at any given moment, and allows the observer only a few inferences about us. It reveals both the content and the structure of our lives simultaneously. Who we are. What we think. How we organize, if at all. It contains books, yes, but also memories and outrage, tears and photos, secrets and flummery. The bookshelf may seem permanent and timeless, but unless you are a stagnant human being, your library has mutated over the course of your lifetime. People change. So do their bookshelves.