Saturday, July 3, 2010

Brrring

Remember the days when we shared a phone with our ENTIRE family? Can you even imagine that now? There was one line, located in the most public of all rooms in the house, the kitchen. Kinked necks from clutching the receiver between your ear and shoulder, marks on the wall from where you'd unhitch the base so to give you the extra cord length - a desperate attempt to find some privacy.


Alexander Graham Bell

I am trying to overcome my telephonophobia. Yes, I have a slight fear of phone calls, and I know I'm not alone. This all started slowly, when I began to use the text function on my Nokia in 2002. Then exponentially, in mirrored opposite lines, I began text messages as my primary means of correspondence while simultaneously, the number of calls I made dwindled down to a mere few.
From my Rome journal, inspired by African textile design

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