Wednesday, 20 March 2013

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Underline titles_ I was looking for a new book.
I’ve been in a nice bookshop in Paddington. Ones like a concept store where new and old books were sold after tasting a coffee or a cheesecake slice in a sleeping sofa trap.
I didn’t know what I was looking for, I spent one hour there just walking around all the different subjects, maybe looking at the same books for a few times. After a while I realised that my attention was caught just from the titles; maybe to lazy to read the introductions, but I would like that my choice was determined just from the titles. Just few words, just the typografy, just the colour, just the main message chosen by the author,
just something in the titles...

so I’ve gone out from the bookshop without a book.

A little bit disappointed I started to walk in the direction of home.
Waiting for the traffic lights, I saw a really nice old sign hanging on the building in front of me, something like an old laundry warehouse. Then, again titles and behind that a history. I started getting lost, like a Flaneur I was getting lost in small alleys that I never been to. I uncovered old pubs, hostels, bakeries, shops titles...I discovered a city that hides a lot of histories, maybe more than just a bookshop.
The difference is these "brick books" have just titles, somebody should write down the history that they enclose.

I’m still looking for the right book, but for now I’m just more interested in titles. 


Pictures taken in Surry Hills and Darlinghurst suburbs - Sydney.