In which a professional nerd discusses why reading upsets your mother and why it’s worth doing anyway.
Work, family, movies and miles of running. Work, friends, shows and gallons of craft beer. Work, travels, parties and a tones of wasted time online. In half a year there is room for plenty of things and probably not enough for all those goals you had in mind for the New Year. Although, when you leave January behind, does this really matter?
Some of us in the WD family were in Madrid during the Feria del Libro (the World biggest Book Fair in Spanish) and lived, ate, drank and mainly talked literature for a couple of days. Paraphrasing the old ads of a popular beer, we say: books are good for you. And for everybody. Here is why.
Reading; like listening to music, watching a movie, amusing yourself with a paint or any other way to enjoy art, is a personal experience, so unique to us, as unique we are as individuals; similar in many ways, but never the exact same.
In 2011, Dutch photographer Reinier Gerritsen realized that phones and tablets were quickly changing the landscape of New York’s subway, replacing books in the commuter’s hands. Gerritsen has documented over a period of 3 years those New Yorkers that still preferred the feel of paper and the smell of ink.
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