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Enamel plaques and signs.
Brass business stamps and cachets with turned wood handles.
Glass vials with metal screw tops and tiny labels.
Metal letters with traces of paint and patina.
For a project. An idea. A whim.
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The way you wear your woollen underwear, even through the hottest days of summer.
The way you crack the walnut shells with just your elbow and your thumb.
The way you wring the chickens' necks, so neat and tidy and quick as anything.
The way you look so stern, even when all the family can see your heart is so big.
Oh Papa, we love you so.
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In the dead of night the santos play cat's cradle.
The expectant silence of concentration.
Soft mutterings when a loop is dropped.
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French school notebooks from 1886-1889.
Sturdy board covers with marbled paper and cloth spines. Embossed and hand-lettered labels.
Imagine inserting new book blocks into these fine old covers.
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Souv. de la Reine d'Angleterre
Gloire de Dijon
Hand-lettered porcelain plaques found on the grounds of an estate with a rose garden dating back to 1840.
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Who could have known, in those days, that little John Henry would grow up to be an artist.
It was just there in his fingertips.
There all along.
Who could have known?
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Natural textures. Brick. Worn wood. Rusty metal.
Glass. Worn paper labels. Perfect lettering.
White. Off white. Cream. Ecru darkening to brown.
A touch of gold. Or a splash of red.
What's your signature?
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The mariner navigates by the stars.
Casts fortune aside like tea leaves.
Turns his face to the wind.
And sets sail.
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