Thursday, November 26, 2009
The Rietveld Library. I take a sharp left immediately after I enter. The art section. While still trying to figure out how I will find my third and final book, I am confronted with a bright colored cover. A book leaning against some other books, clear in sight. I might have even turned my head to see if this book was really looking at me and not someone standing behind me.
The happy colors are formed into vegetables on a plate. I take it from its shelve to have a look inside, where I find more food on plates, vases with flowers, some abstractions and many, many dogs, most of them sleeping.
I figured I should not even look further. This book was so clearly out to be found by me, I could not just put it back.
When I leave the library, I find myself in a state of happiness, yet a little tired and quite hungry.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
The second time in the Rietveld library to search for a book that I know nothing about yet.
The only thing I know is the mantra I keep repeating in my head. The mantra consisting of my last tag words. I pull a few books from the bottom shelves but none of them seems to be the right one.
Until I pull out a thin, square book of which the library code consists of the letters e a t (might be “cat” but i still read it as “eat”). The second thing I looked at was the back cover. It’s full of scratches. What happened with this book if you go beyond “it’s used as a cutting mat”?
I found it more then appropriate.
Eating; the everyday activity.
Square; meaning boring.
Thin book, bottom shelve; forgettable.
Scratches; popping up of questions.
My mantra of automaticlivesoblivionstorymaking was answered.
Rietveld Library code: 705.8 eat 12