When I was a child, I always felt libraries were magical. From a working class family, I depended on my public library for my reading and research. We could not afford many books; but we could afford library cards. So every week, when I opened the library’s door and inhaled that smell, I felt like I was entering a magical place, a place of refuge and opportunity. At one point I remember actually looking around for the magic carpet.
A Kindle isn’t a place. Therefore it doesn’t kindle in me the same sense of inspiration and awe. Don’t get me wrong, I think electronic access is important and helpful. I own an e-reader. Just try to get my smart phone away from me. But, at the end of the day, it’s still about the place.
It’s that magical, mystical, beautiful place called the public library. Where everybody knows your name. (Well, okay, that might be true in some libraries but not all. I’m getting carried away.) This coming weekend, artists Jorn Mork and Bill Bale will be installing our beautiful new youth department entry art for our Batterman Children’s Library. It is our hope that this piece will inspire in our children and our future children a love for books and learning. A sense of place. A memory worth cherishing.
Stay tuned for photos very soon.