As I wrote in an earlier post I’m very drawn to “close reading “ of physically present objects after a long working life in the virtual world.
I’ve been slowly creating my own Book of Hours, a collage of picture, text, painting, and gold leaf.
Recently I’ve been hand-writing in it, with quills or copper-plate dip-pens. This is a strange pleasure, particularly the risk of mistakes, which I’m not used to.
The paper and the nib or quill also force a certain style of writing – the ink doesn’t flow otherwise.
I love that the style comes from the material – David Cronenburg said that’s how he makes films, too, in a recent interview about cosmopolis….
So I’m going back to practicing writing, using, for example, a 1560 source of “flourishes” which is part of an Italian discourse on hawking, a great example of creative digression which I hope to emulate.