Sunday, May 31, 2009

Yeah, baby!

This place, for me, is like a Garden of Delights. Stacks of every texture and color of paper imaginable line the walls, lengths of ribbon for presents not yet given, and sealing wax meant to lock letters that are intended for one person only. That person. Everyone has one of those people. And one of those places.

2 Things not left unsaid:

Candace said...

oooo, wonderful! While I have not been in an actual Sam Flax I worked for a number of years part time at one of its "competitors"... Binders Art Center in Atlanta. Always a joy being surrounded by artists and all the paper, all the colours, paints, etc. etc.
Have a great great week!

Gretchen Shelby said...

One of your people will be checking her mailbox :) It's been visited by nothing but fliers and bills lately (and Glamour magazine, but still not as nice as a letter from one of my people).