When ever I type a page I look at the end result much in the same was as an artist to a painting. I see words on a page much like brush strokes on canvas. The end result may not suit the taste of many but I like what I see enough to want to put it on display.
In this case I used a 108 year old Royal typewriter. One that shows its age and the final results reflects this as well. For me pressing the keys of a 1911 machine is magic… Seeing the strings of a puppet does not distract from its message… at least it did not when I was young and even the movement of clouds in the sky was wonder!
What would we do without words.
About 1968 the Bee Gees released a song called Words.
In the late 70s early 80s I worked at a radio station WORD. They went off the air sometime in the 90s.
Bee Gee’s… 50 years ago… wow!
It’s wonderful that a machine over a century old can still bring meaning and delight.
So very true… and I am thankful…