This is a blurry image. Somehow it reflects how I feel today.
The framed print is a page I bought in an antiquarian bookshop in december. The shopkeeper had decided to sell the prints separately as no one bought the whole lot. I think she said there were about 240 pages, and that the folder had originally consisted of over 300, so some had gone missing over the years. They were beautiful and we were a bunch of curious and excited people going through the lot whilst drinking glögg (trad. christmas drink) and eating gingerbread and listening to nice music.