Saturday, 13 October 2007

Like a Grail in some sculpted precinct, I am transported with angelic nonchalance

these-are-some

10 comments:

Forever Young said...

believ it, believe it, i've seen his collection.

ElizT said...

My fetish is for tiny short pencils, about one inch long, have to keep them in a dish. Is there a branch of psychiatry which deals with this?

Prozacville said...

You'd have a right old whirl of a time at IKEA, big troughs of inch-long pencils, always sharpened.

Ellis Nadler said...

I know where you're coming from

ElizT said...

How surprising!
What is their excuse?
And are they nice soft ones?
Not rotten HBs.

Mim said...

I also have a passion/obsession with pencils - not the mechanical type. Can't have enought around, and also can never find one when I need it.

Prozacville said...

The key is just to overbuy isn't it.

I mean, let's face it, this is not a massively expensive passion/obsession. It's not cocaine is it. INDULGE, is what I say.

ElizT said...

The worry is that we move on to charcoal; soft is degrading and then there's the hard stuff.

Jeannette said...

I like to buy the same thing over and over again.

I bought tons of these expensive green HB pencils before I left for Japan. As if HB doesnt exsist here.

And then there are the pens...

catnapping said...

it isn't a real pencil unless you can stick in a hole, and grind the end to a deadly point.