Blank Page

White
A blank page or canvas
...So many possibilities

~Sunday in the Park with George


There is something magical about the physical act of writing.  The perfect pen weight, a smooth page, crisp black ink, an ultra fine point.  The idea that children today will no longer be taught handwriting is infinitely sad.  This just cannot be replicated by the tick tick tick of the keyboard and he glow of the screen.

While paper may seem temporary and fragile when faced with fire or water, the fragility of electronic data has cost me more than any decay.  Subversive texts can be secreted away and shared in back-rooms, the cloud can be censored and shut down at the whim of a few sufficiently powerful governments or corporations.