I don’t
frequently go to a café. First of all, I don’t really like the taste of coffee,
and the tea served in cafés comes mostly in tea bags, which is far inferior to
the taste of the loose tea I drink at home, so why spend money for that? Secondly,
there aren’t many interesting cafés in the town where I live, and I don’t get
to the next larger town often, where I would have more choices. This morning,
however, I had to go to the doctor to get a shot, and had parked my car next to
a bakery with café section, so decided to give me a little treat. After all I
deserved it – not only for the shot, but also for the fact that I had finished
all my taxes that I had been putting off far too long, and had spent an hour
with the tax advisor first thing in the morning, even before going to the
doctor. Well worth a little treat, a little bit of leisure and a piece of
pastry!
And good
that I did go. While stirring my cappucino (yes, although I don’t like the
taste of coffee I had ordered a cappucino) I suddenly had a flash of what I
could do with that signature. Signature? After Barack Obama’s re-election, when
he was beginning to present his new ministers to the public, the newspaper had
printed a picture of Jacob J. Lew’s signature (courtesy of the White House),
which will soon find its way onto newly printed US-dollar bills:
At that very
moment, I had no idea what I was going to do with it, but I took a photo of it
nevertheless. Use for silk screen printing – or would that be counted as
forgery? Would it fit in with my series Play of Lines? It is not entirely out
of the topic, somehow. But this morning I had the beginning of another idea,
which I don’t want to talk about too much just right now. Of course, I did not
have my little jot-down-notebook with me, so actually had to make sure my brain
managed to hold on to that idea until I got home.
Though I
have dared to think this a number of times recently, this morning’s flash did
give me the feeling that my still ongoing procrastination and fiddling around
with this and that seems to be coming to an end, after all. Perhaps the feeling
is right this time? Gestation periods just take their time.
In any case, going to a café every now and
then obviously is a good thing. Just make sure you have at least a piece of
paper in your pocket to jot down ideas that might want to catch you unawares.
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