I have this weird obsession with old stuff.
I realized this when I went with my mom and my sister to this little shop in downtown. Well, actually, to be honest, I’ve kinda known it since I was a wee munchkin- I’ve just started embracing the weirdness now.
I’ve been a bit of a packrat since I was a little kid (just ask my mom). Whether it was an oddly-shaped box or a piece of string, I would stash it away in my room. And now, maybe four or five years later, I’m still finding little items from when I shoved them in the corners of my bookshelf or drawer.
Anywhoozals, my family and I were in this quaint little place that was like an art studio and gallery smushed into one. As soon as you walked in, there were multiple tall table-counter-things that had typewriters on them. There were stacks of paper next to these typewriters, and I just immediately had the urge to type on them.
I’ve found that I have this thing where I just get really excited about old vintage-looking stuff. Somehow typewriters, quills, and old cameras with real actual film in them make my imagination open up in different ways than it does with my computer. Maybe it’s because I start to feel like I’m in stories like Harry Potter where they write on parchment, or that I’m like Lemony Snicket in the way he writes the story of the Baudelaires on a typewriter. I don’t even know for sure, but old stuff gets me inspired.
What are some strange things that inspire you?