An excerpt from the entry on art, which, I think, deeply resonates with creative minds:
Old-time books thrill me. The imperfect printing of letters and words; their musty, times-of-old scent; the meticulous binding. Bent hardcover corners and fallen pages do not deter me, nor does the gentle crackling of pages when I slowly open the text, exposing the delicate, time-worn pages inside. Even just imagining two centuries worth of people opening and closing the encyclopedia, seeking immense joy and sheer excitement in reading and learning its time period-specific passages, is simply enough to fill me with a wordless contentment. This, my friends, is all over a book.
Lastly, for now, a little bit of shop promoting:
|For sale in my shop as a three-print set|