I brought with me a very old book of maps with meticulous line drawings and colour plates. It is very beautiful and has wonderful diagrams, but not a lot of relevance to todays understanding of geography. Anyway, I brought with me a very old book of maps, an orienteering compass, wooden cut out letters of the alphabet and a wicker picnic basket to carry around my box of pencils and homemade treats for picnics. Very important items for leading a poetic and semi-impractical life of an artist who has decided to travel. Though semi-practical, the fullness of ones poetry is of great importance to me.

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