Books!
Walking bookshelf.
Aside from Futility Closet, I’ve been sucked into the world of Pintrest, which has all of the self-absorbed fun of your universal wish list from Amazon, and all of the charm and whimsy of Etsy. Just imagine a world in which Amazon lists are required to meet an aesthetic standard, judged constantly by people you’ve never met. It’s possible that it’s me, but it does feel a little competitive. {With so many things on the internet, it’s surprisingly difficult to pin something beautiful that hasn’t been found and pinned already. You’re running through the internet-verse looking for that rare butterfly no one has caught in their net.}
Of course, I find things on Pintrest that I might never have seen any other way, like the walking bookshelf above, which is only half as brilliant as the corresponding notice:
Every 30 seconds a book is published in the world.
The average publication prints 5000 copies
Every minute 10,000 books are sent to print.
The average reader can read about 240 words per minute.
A 300 page book normally takes 9 hours to read, non-stop.
If you read while you walk, you can read a book in about 43 kilometers.
If you read and walk, watch out for traffic.
It’s fashion, art, interior design, sculpture, jewelry, high art, and collected galleries of indie tattoos. How did I live to surf the internet without it? I’ll never know.
On an unrelated note, I have had the word “ubiquity” stuck in my head for days now. The way one wakes up with a particularly obnoxious song stuck in one’s head, I get random selections from the English vernacular. {Even better: in checking my use of the word “vernacular”, I’ve come across a new word to pick over: “argot”, the first definition of which is “a secret language or conventional slang peculiar to thieves, tramps or vagabonds”. How awesome is that.} In checking up on “ubiquity”, I stumbled upon another new favorite: the title of this post, which turns out to be a really and truly valid word.
….so that’s how my artistic day starts, at 4:30 p.m. or so lately. I look up and see the very faint light of the real world before I venture in. {I do have a professional day before this point, but it being a professional day, I spend it working – not looking at Pintrest, which would be downfall of workplaces everywhere.}
♥ Momo