Ex-Libris
Lately I’ve been spending each Friday afternoon in the Central Library, reading the poetry I think I’m meant to have read. Running my hands along the well worn handrails of the main staircase. Allowing my eyes to detune as I stare at the patterned carpet.
Reality: Polished Wood, Tangled Herbs, Violets, Dusty Pages
Materiality: Neroli, Rosemary, Patchouli Coeur, Vetiver Haiti
Lately I’ve been spending each Friday afternoon in the Central Library, reading the poetry I think I’m meant to have read. Running my hands along the well worn handrails of the main staircase. Allowing my eyes to detune as I stare at the patterned carpet.
Reality: Polished Wood, Tangled Herbs, Violets, Dusty Pages
Materiality: Neroli, Rosemary, Patchouli Coeur, Vetiver Haiti