The neighbor wants oil cloth in blues and yellows; one friend wants an embroidered blouse; a colleague requests some vague and flowery fabric; another—a large (I am not sure what large is) leather purse. I have a month to shop for these things, thirty-four days to be precise, but I start early.
I take pictures of the fabric, the leather, the blouse, and some other things (earrings, a dress) I find along the way. I try to explain how the fabric feels, the intensity of the colors, the earthy smell of the leather. I am making a small catalog of this place.