WINTERING IN FINLAND
I LANSTON TYPE COMPANY I GERALD GIAMPA I
¶ ADMITTEDLY I HAVE DONE smarter things in my life than move to a country sitting in the same parallel as Baffin Island, Canada. The lands of the 'midnight sun'.
I have done dumber things. I am involved in typography and there isn't anything dumber than that is there now?
So Finland is it for the winter. Thankfully the trains run on time and there is truth to the rumour that there is a sauna and a loom in every house. Everyone knits, wears woollen things right down to their underwear. For reasons unbeknownst to me they go to their summer cottages smack in the middle of winter. So why don't they call them winter cottages? Camping in the arctic. And yes! They do swim in holes cut into the ice. I don't know if the Finns really beat the Russians or just scared them to death.
By the way, you got to like bread a lot.
Admittedly there is something about the cold that has driven me into seriously consider weaving Oriental Rugs. This will not surprise those that know me. I am rather handy with typographical fleurons and all those what nots. When you think about it wool is warmer than paper. My thinking is that I would have a serious audience for my work with the Arabs and Persians. More so than with print fanatics.
Besides the weather has to be better in the Middle East. And maybe I could lose this dead rat I am wearing on my head.
¶ I RECOMMENDED READING The Last Grain Race. Don't do that. Leave well enough alone. Take my word for it, don't read that book.