A random wrong turn home and an unsure we'l carry on walking. I stumble across a charity shop called Hope. (wheres the irony)
Whats more fasctinating is what was hidden inside. An almost warehouse building filled with second hand goodies.
Whilst browsing i speak to one of the staff just asking a price of a item. The lady kindly give me directions to a local cash point.
When i return i set to have another look around, just amazed with a giddy feeling inside as it was so unexpected. I find a beautiful olympus typewriter.
I ask the same lady how much is this? (I think its a fiver, she whispers)
Sold!!!
As we were talking about this said bargain, the lady starts going on about how it would look amazing in a set for a black and white photograph with the light casting down across it?
Are you an artist i ask? No, but i was once an art student.
It turns out the 'art charity lady' followed her art ambition to foundation and then had children but it was her passion and excitement that she really wants to get back into the art world.
I leave her with its never too late you know.
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