We had a…situation, of sorts, in the house, that necessitated the removal of every single book from the shelves, packing them away, then replacing them. This was, as you might imagine, horrible. HORRIBLE.
Then the books came back! And it was like falling in love all over again. With the bonus of: both Diana and Chestnut devised entirely new cataloging systems for their books, which meant that they did most of the putting the books back, and I got to see the ways the books fit into their crazy mental states.
Chestnut's shelves put historical fiction first, which was then suborganized into: books she liked best, in order down to books she liked least. Followed by realistic fiction (same best to least), then fantasy, then nonfiction, then picture books. Then it got messed up, she acknowledges. But she doesn't seem perturbed, just, I don't know, calm and comfortable surrounded by the books that make sense to her.
Diana had a grand plan. Check it out.
And here's another…
And here's the full effect on one side of the room.
So. Spine color.
How does it work for actually finding the particular book you want? I have no idea.
But it looks amazing. And as usual, I am grateful to both of them for giving me another way to view books in the world.