I recently spent a FEW hours at John K. King Used & Books in Detroit, MI that had over a million used books packed within 5 stories. I acted like a character from Fahrenheit 451… hoarding and coveting stacks of books as if they’d soon cease to exist. Many of them had dedications on the front page, corners folded, library cards with the name and date of its’ last owner.  It was all so exciting and nostalgic and a bit tragic. I didn’t take photos, but came across this post from the NYTimes and Kerry Mansfield's Expired series that captures the spirit of what I recently felt.

Kerry Mansfield’s “Expired” is a series whose substance is the physicality of discarded and withdrawn library books. She brings the lens in close, showing worn edges and torn covers and photographing the ephemera of the library experience.


Some artwork of Etel Adnan, a 90 year-old Lebanese-American poet, essayist and visual artist. She’s arguably the most important Arab American writing today. “Abstract art was the equivalent of poetic expression; I didn’t need to use words, but colors and lines. I didn’t need to belong to a language-oriented culture but to an open form of expression.”


1000 forms by David Higginbotham

The plaster painted color form project was designed and manufactured in 1996-97 at David Higginbotham’s Canal St. studio in NYC. These simple geometric shapes are made from individual cardboard molds, hand painted with pigment inks and designed to be used as modular sculptures.

It may just be that it’s hard to understand what a moment means, in the context of a life, while it’s happening. “I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realizes an emotion at the time,” Virginia Woolf wrote. “It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.”

A beautiful and interesting article of why ordinary moments are the ones we should seek to remember from The Atlantic. 

It’s a testament to what we were trying to do with days-app / days-inthelife