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The stonemasons who put it up did not put their names on the door.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA natural fit for \u003cem\u003eThe Shipping News\u003c\/em\u003e by Annie Proulx, \u003cem\u003eStoner\u003c\/em\u003e by John Williams, or any book about quiet work nobody expects to be thanked for.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"The Fine Art of Bookmarks","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":58112174162304,"sku":"TFAOB-S08-B036","price":14.9,"currency_code":"EUR","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0996\/2346\/9440\/files\/kermorvan-fine-art-bookmark-fine-art-bookmark-cover.jpg?v=1780057085"},{"product_id":"last-hope","title":"Last Hope","description":"\u003cdiv class=\"long-description\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThere are seasons in any life where something else has the louder voice. The bad year at work. The illness in the family. The argument that took up a year and a half before it ran out of fuel. You do not win those. You wait them out. You keep doing the small thing you have always done. The thing you are doing is quieter than the thing happening to you, and that is the point. The storm finishes first.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA lighthouse in heavy weather off the western coast of France. The wave is twenty metres high. The light is on. The wave will not be there in ten seconds. The light will be there in ten years. The keeper went home in 1984. The bulb is still on.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSits alongside \u003cem\u003eThe Old Man and the Sea\u003c\/em\u003e by Ernest Hemingway, \u003cem\u003eResistance\u003c\/em\u003e by Barry Lopez, or any book read on a day something else is louder than you would like.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"The Fine Art of Bookmarks","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":58112174195072,"sku":"TFAOB-S08-B037","price":14.9,"currency_code":"EUR","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0996\/2346\/9440\/files\/last-hope-fine-art-bookmark-fine-art-bookmark-cover.jpg?v=1780057086"},{"product_id":"point-du-raz","title":"Point du Raz","description":"\u003cdiv class=\"long-description\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThere is a particular calm that arrives at the end of a long drive to nowhere in particular. The radio loses signal. The trees get shorter. The wind has been from the same direction for the last hour. You park, you walk, and you reach a point past which there is nothing. The calm is not because anything was resolved. It is because there is nothing further to drive towards. The decision about what to do next can wait. You have arrived. That is currently enough.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe Pointe du Raz at the western tip of Brittany. A small lighthouse sits two hundred metres out, on a rock the sea is doing its best to flatten. There is nothing past it for two thousand kilometres. People have been coming here for the ending since long before there was a road. Most turn around and go home reasonably soon afterwards. The point of arriving is having arrived.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eReads alongside \u003cem\u003eThe Rings of Saturn\u003c\/em\u003e by W.G. 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The signal is the showing up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA lighthouse on a low headland in late summer, the sun cutting in horizontal across warm rock. The lamp is not yet visible because there is still light in the sky. In another twenty minutes it will be on. It will be on tomorrow at the same hour. It has been on for over a hundred and fifty years. Whoever first lit it has been gone for a long time. The lamp has not noticed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eBelongs in the same shelf as \u003cem\u003eM Train\u003c\/em\u003e by Patti Smith, \u003cem\u003eCrossing to Safety\u003c\/em\u003e by Wallace Stegner, or any book read by a window facing the same view every evening.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"The Fine Art of Bookmarks","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":58112174260608,"sku":"TFAOB-S08-B039","price":14.9,"currency_code":"EUR","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0996\/2346\/9440\/files\/sunset-beacon-fine-art-bookmark-fine-art-bookmark-cover.jpg?v=1780057163"},{"product_id":"sur-lighthouse","title":"Sur Lighthouse","description":"\u003cdiv class=\"long-description\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eYou drive a coast on a road that hugs the cliff for hundreds of miles. The radio reception goes in and out. You stop at viewpoints you would never have bothered with on any other journey. Around the seventh hour the sun starts to drop and the cliffs go pink, and you pull into a turnout above a small white lighthouse on a rock and find yourself looking, without thinking about the time. The drive was the point. The lighthouse is the reason you can say so.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe Point Sur lightstation on the central California coast. Its keepers' families lived out on this rock, riding to school by narrow-gauge railroad along the cliff face. The drive to it is the famous one. 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