This certainly has been placed high up on my list of required destinations, London.
50 Berkeley Square, London
http://www.maggs.com/index.asp
Established in 1853, they’ve apparently been in business for some time, and they’ve had an admirable go at it. As their price range starts at or around 200 pounds per book, I can only hope that they won’t keep me from freely exploring the shelves.
I’ve come to the conclusion that any daily, mundane activity can become avant-garde performance art if done within the humming confines of a Midwestern laundromat. Recording your now decided upon avant-garde experiment to 8mm soundless film is strongly advised. Think about it.
“Chopping Roma Tomatoes in Kansan Laundromat” by Villem Ockderfurgen (1973)
“Utilizing Q-Tip To Cleanse Ear Canal of Wax, Bubbles Laundromat, Des Moines IA” by Karl Dejaret (1982)
Milton’s an enigma. I’m currently bludgeoning my head against the poetic edifice of his creation, masochistically. Yes. I am enjoying it. Learning from it. Little else can be said currently. Fifteen pages later and I’ll be through to the other side, emerging with a different mind. We’ve a fascinatingly complex relationship, Milton and I, and I’ll categorize it merely by stating–truthfully–that I’m enjoying the struggle he puts up against analysis.
