Today dmbosstone thought of moi upon seeing this “arrangement” of books…
My first response was, “Oooooh pretty, precious books! *gazing in wonder* Sooo many of them. Want. Them. All! *slobber/drool* Must touch, must hold, must have!”
Then I envisioned my trembling-in-awe fingers reaching out, unable to stop myself before the Book Jenga of all Jenga’s collapses, eviscerating my lust forever.
Some of the comments in the post with these photos came from fellow bibliophiles such as myself with similar reactions. Upon reflection while I found the “art” (i guess art? i dunno, im no good with artsy stuff outside of books) aesthetically pleasing, it is useless and vaguely frustrating to a true book lover. It is the epitome of “look but don’t touch” one of the things you lust for the most.
While twittering about it I agreed with 12minds most vehemently when he said:
@lustyreader It’s pretty but hurts my heart. Meant to be read! And loved! They belong on bookshelves or the nightstand!
Exactement, mon frère.
So there are no book towers in my future. Built in bookshelves though? DisTINCT probability!
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