Earlier this week was dreary here in North Carolina, unseasonably cold and rainy, the last vestiges of winter refusing to retire. That (combined with the bizarre gas shortage we are experiencing here in the Southeast) meant that the store was slow that day. People trickling in and out—a few order pick-ups and a handful of browsers. It was one of those days when you are reminded how much to live the retail experience is to be tossed to and fro on the whims of the moment. So, while there is always plenty to do of course—bills to pay, books to organize and shelve, emails to write—I found myself browsing a handful of art books. It’s hard to beat a rainy day jazz playlist, a large cup of tea, and a pile of oversized art books (a category we are trying to expand right now, by the way). I have been on an Edward Hopper kick recently and so I have been reading
I'll have to check out this book, thanks so much for featuring it. Yes, that was 2 years ago but Substack directed me to this post, probably because I just wrote about my visit to Edward Gorey's house in my latest post, A Delightfully Gorey Day on Cape Cod.
Awesome! Pleasure meeting today. Keep up the amazing work and keep reading!
I'll have to check out this book, thanks so much for featuring it. Yes, that was 2 years ago but Substack directed me to this post, probably because I just wrote about my visit to Edward Gorey's house in my latest post, A Delightfully Gorey Day on Cape Cod.