I love old secondhand bookshops. Well, I used to love them when people actually went into them and browsed for hidden gems. It seems that now people want new and shiny and untouched. I find this quite sad to be honest. Everything I grew up with and enjoyed is being replaced with facades and fakery.
Don’t get me wrong. I like change. I like new things. I like technology. But not to the detriment of everything that once had value. I used to go to these places because I couldn’t afford brand new books. And because of them I had hundreds of them on my shelves. Reading books on a phone is just not the same. And no-one will ever convince me that it is.
Bookshop Blues is my tribute to the old days and the hours I spent in places like this. If you would like to collect this open edition, it is available on objkt.
