This afternoon Klaus Krakin, an investigative reporter for Architextural Digress (it's a spinoff) visited the dandyland studio and took a bunch of photos. Magazines like to fill up space on the pages with photos because they give the eyes something to do while they're not reading. I think it was Alice who pointed out that books without pictures could be a little disappointing visually.
Luckily it was a surprize visit, which meant I didn't have time to dust. There's something magical about dust motes floating in a sunbeam that reminds me of the creation of the universe. You could create several with what's laying around my place. But K.Krakin was all about the poetics of Macho Twee space and hardly noticed the butt print he left in the dust on my bannister.
Click here, click there, a few text messages back to his editor and he was gone. I was impressed that they'd read yesterday's blog and put the wheels of exposure in motion so quickly ~ from mind to blog to coffeetable in 48 hrs.
I don't know if any of you, gentle readers, subscribe to Architextural Digress (?) so after the putts of Klaus' scooter faded over the horizon and the prophylactic membrane of dandyland resealed itself automatically, I got out my camera and put together a little tour of the studio just for you.