The little brown book

Years ago, a friend taught me how to bind books in leather. Naturally i hyper focused on that new skill for a good few months and made a handful of the things, each a little better and more detailed. Among these was created this little pocket sized book that i carried with me on a few road trips, id meet people along the way and have them write whatever they felt in the book. before long it became a phone book of miniature relationships spread across the country.

These days it almost more of a portal, each time i open it i find a different memory connected to each page, a different personality caught in the excessive curve of cursive written from a heart assisted by the flow of alcohol in the blood.


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