I'm unreasonably excited. You see, the mail man just delivered the new catalogue from art supplies store Utrecht. It's full of bargains and slashed recession prices and like a page turning novel, I can't put it down.
Wow - they've got T-squares for $9.99 - I never had one but I might need one. Then there are wooden palettes from $5.49 - yes, I have four but they're plastic or china, not WOOD. And then there's the paper - oh boy, don't get me started on the papers - cotton canvas, vellum, pastel, newsprint.....
Devouring the catalogue like a box of designer chocolates, I get the same feeling I used to as a kid at school when I was given a new exercise book - I would stare at it reverentially, stroke its clean white first page and revel in the very first letters I carefully inked onto it. I've had a stationery fixation ever since.
When I moved to LA I found a plethora of art stores - Blicks, Swains, Utrecht....and then there's my guilty little secret - Hiromi. This small, discreet store at Santa Monica's Bergamot Station sells Japanese handmade papers ranging from a few dollars to really big bucks. It's a paper addict's paradise and I can never leave without something.
The weird thing is, I don't use most of what I buy, just collect it - I'm looking at a stack of canvasses parked in the corner of my already cluttered studio apartment - this is how I know I have a problem. But hey, there could be worse things to be addicted to - so own up, is anyone else hooked on something odd?
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My husband has a secret drawer full of bound plain paper notebooks. I found it the other day when I was looking for a spare notepad. He collects them from all over the world, but they're not used to write screenplays or best-selling books - they're to record his traveling expenses.
Art Supply stores & supplies just leave me dazed & confused. It's from another planet.
I'll just stik 2 my dog stuff.
Not fr me !
joliiieeesss!!!!!!!!!!!11
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