Working with my hands is definitely one of the perks of being an artist. I enjoy the feel of the brush on the canvas, the way the brush fits in my hands and even how paint somehow finds its way on my clothes. However, what I hadn't noticed until now, was that this also transfers to other aspects of my life. For instance, reading a book. I love the way the book feels as I run my finger tips from line to line, the musty smell of the glued binding, and even the little notes left behind in an old book. I almost feel like so much of this is taken for granted these days with the introduction of electronic readers. Yes, they are fast and you can store tons of books in one single device. Plus lets face it, you are reading the exact same book..... However...are you really? To me, the experience itself is totally different. Maybe I'm just a traditionalist.... but, what I'm wondering is ...Does anyone else miss the real thing?...
