Two oversized folders purchased in a fine stationery store in Oxford. For what purpose? I didn’t know then and I don’t know now. I do know I couldn’t walk away without them.
They mostly sit on my desk but sometimes I carry them with me and my laptop. I stare at them as they catch the light and imagine filling their innards with fine linen sheets and matching envelopes and writing to clients, family and friends with my fountain pen and colored inks. It could happen …
I imagine using them as vessels, luxurious and unique, to house custom, archive quality prints of my photography and presenting them to clients with a flourish. I can see that happening too. Sort of. Except I don’t do flourish very well.
When I recently did the math of exchange rates, bank fees and all that, I realized what an investment I’d made in these lovely items. But I think they are well worth it as unexpected sources of inspiration and creativity. One day, I am sure, it will become clear what I am to “do” with them but until that moment I will simply enjoy them as they are … empty.
p.s. The store is Scriptum Oxford on Turl Street. Learn more here.
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