The "like" button is not a strong enough endorsement of what you've shared here. I'm reminded of how much I contain-ignore-reject-submerge the impulses I feel when I open my own notebook. Your words remind me of the sensory pleasure I feel from the texture and weight of paper in my hand and under my pen. They remind me of how much I've thought about--but been intimidated by--playing with paper, printing and constructing and binding notebooks, being messy in the process. I'm deeply indebted to you for sharing this. It pulls me like an invitation. I'm curious to see how I answer it.
The "like" button is not a strong enough endorsement of what you've shared here. I'm reminded of how much I contain-ignore-reject-submerge the impulses I feel when I open my own notebook. Your words remind me of the sensory pleasure I feel from the texture and weight of paper in my hand and under my pen. They remind me of how much I've thought about--but been intimidated by--playing with paper, printing and constructing and binding notebooks, being messy in the process. I'm deeply indebted to you for sharing this. It pulls me like an invitation. I'm curious to see how I answer it.