I cut up old maps for my art. Sometimes I get a hold of old maps that are just too good to put under the knife. If I really want to use them, I make some color copies. I don’t actually own any 17th Century Maps, if I did, of course I wouldn’t be cutting those up. A few months back an anonymous neighbor left me a few postcard books of antique maps on my doorstep. Here are the results. I really love these old ones, particularly for all the mystery, exoticism and even occasional sea monsters that turn up in the edges of old maps. Living at what used to be considered the Edge of the World, I am yet to see any sea monsters or Amazons.