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Aging leather and the memory of hands
Bound a small journal today with a piece of goat leather I'd been stashing in the basement for two years. The smell when I trimmed the edges took me straight to my first teacher's workshop — that mix of wax and hide and patience. Sometimes the materials carry more memory than what ends up inside the covers.
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I know that smell. It's the same with old bridge inspection logs — the paper gets that tang of rust and river air. Funny how the material remembers more than we do some days.