Bought an older typewriter to complete a personal project I’ve been doing, the 365 impossible photos. As we walked into the house, H. asked what we were going to do with the typer. Not typewriter, but typer. It’s was so cute!
It’s easy to forget, having grown up with such objects, our children have no idea what a typewriter, rotary phone, or polaroid images are. Makes me feel like I am preserving history while fulfilling my creative side.
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