Yesterday I went to the Central West End, where not all of the buildings are boarded up. I share this photo only because I love these boarded up buildings, and I’ve spent so much time thinking about the people who may have lived in them or the stores that may have once been open. Kate Chopin lived in this neighborhood. (So did Tennessee Williams, T.S. Eliot, and Joseph Pulitzer.) So much history, and now there’s an art store whose grand opening is this weekend.
I have a lot of artists in my life. I went to St. Louis Art Supply with one of them yesterday during the soft opening and suddenly I wanted to write and draw and carve linoleum and drink assam tea. (We drank assam tea, because the art store shares space with a café. Magic.)
Oh my Lord. Do you see the staff nib? I didn’t purchase it, but I wanted to. I still want to. I still might. Maybe. If I had a staff nib, I couldn’t just let it sit quietly in the dark. A staff nib requires commitment.