I finally made a tunnel book from my pictures of the tunnel under the convention center. This is the second incarnation; the first was terrible.
Here it is from the top:
It's OK, but it doesn't convey the feeling of the tunnel, which is long, cool, dark, and a little eerie. I'll try again with more space between each of the pictures; maybe that will work better.
Here is the tunnel book I made in the workshop.
We were given the handmade paste papers, so we worked with what we had. In two weeks I am taking a week long book making workshop with Pam Sussman. I don't think it will be this kind of book, but I'm hoping to sharpen my skills.
100 Books Before I Die 
Duct tape is the answer What is the question? You can’t tell me you achieved all that WITHOUT duct tape?
I confess that I might possibly consider using duct tape.
I do feel a lure to know the land I live in. So slow I am about this, but I do love my brown rolling hills.
Are you implying that anyone we know would use duct tape?
Mighty impressive! And I see no evidence of duct tape.
I like it but it feels as if you were looking up not into a tunnel. No book here this trip. Just lots of pictures. 🙂