Russell Davies went and painted his Mac with blackboard paint. I’m not sure why I find this so charming. Maybe it’s just the nostalgia of writing on a blackboard? Or maybe it’s the fusing together of old and new? Either way, I like the way he thinks.
It got me thinking a little about pristine-ness and how I like to maintain it in electronics for as long as I can. But once that first little scratch happens, the dent, the dropping of the precious iPhone on a cement driveway, well then I seem to not give two shits about it anymore. Give it more hard knocks, I say. Make it rough and rugged. Make it seem like I just don’t care about how much it cost me. (uncomfortable smile, then gradual acceptance)
Actually, I’m the same way about books and magazines. Fold down the page corner of a book I’ve lent you and our friendship is on very rocky terrain. Roll the cover and we’re through. As a teen, I used to get very upset when my Dad would read my magazines – I swear he had acid in his thumbs that would just eat away at the crisp, glossy pages, and even color. Poor Dad. I’m a little less cranky about magazines these days, but I find myself more conscious of getting of over this pettiness, this reverence of possessions. It’s hard. If it’s so ingrained from childhood, how do you get past it?
So, maybe I do need to do something radical with something I own? Maybe I’ll paint a landscape on my Mac? Really kill the re-sale. Maybe I’ll even recreate “Broken Harbor” (Below. But I won’t be wearing that jumper. What can I say? It was the 80s).