Ernest Hemingway’s standing desk:
A working habit he has had from the beginning, Hemingway stands when he writes. He stands in a pair of his oversized loafers on the worn skin of a lesser kudu — the typewriter and the reading board chest-high opposite him.
- Paris Review, 1958
Some old habits never die.
That mounted ungulute head is totally photo-bombing Ernest.
“I believe there is no part of our lives, our adult as well as child life, when we’re not fantasizing, but we prefer to relegate fantasy to children, as though it were some tomfoolery only fit for the immature minds of the young. Children do live in fantasy and reality; they move back and forth very easily in a way we no longer remember how to do.” — Maurice Sendak
MAN, THIS IS GOING TO BE SICK. DITCH THESE BRAKES, MAKE IT A FIXIE, SNAG SOME NITTO DROP BARS, ALL SHIMANO COMPONENTS, BROOKS SADDLE, CHRIS KING HEADSET, CLIPLESS PEDALS, MAYBE SOME AEROSPOKES IN A SWEET COLORWAY … I JUST NEED A COUPLE THOUSAND DOLLARS AND I’LL BE SET.
FOR A FUTURE IN COMPETITIVE VELODROME RACING?
NO, TO LIKE … WALK IT TO PARTIES AND STUFF.