How Fingerprints was born...

Janin tells a ltale:

Every human being comes with a set of talents and affinities onto this world, which he or she can discover, cultivate and mould throughout their lifes. In my case there probably would be 

• the unshakable belief in the good of man,

• a sense for aesthetik and language and

• an interest of effects and results within ensnared actions

to name.

These talents help me ever so often to maintain a sunny outlook on an environment that likes to wrap itself into a gloomy shroud. These talents are a bit hindering though to keep me happy in a community, or a job, where only outer values and hard facts seem to be of any importance.

• Because I would love to see all my fellow man as friends rather than rivals.

• I don't want to be forced to overlook the beauties of life, I want to enjoy them.

• And I wish there would be funktional structures for all areas of a moving, vibrant cooperation.

Am I asking for too much here?
Despite the sunniest point of view- it sometimes looks as if.

In my experience the conditions mentioned above are hard to find in the business world of bigger companies. The working atmosphere resembles more a detention within a fish bowl. In the water there are bigger and smaller goldfishes wriggling about, all of them ancious not to miss out on any feed flakes that might be thrown into the bowl. So that pleasantry becomes a mandatory act and approval is only defined through numbers any more. The world of media and markets is made of turbid waters sometimes.

Me for my part, have had enough of that. But:

As a member of a lively consumer society I am brought up with many amenities I wouldn't want to miss out on and which were not possible without the sedulous tugging between supply and demand.
Without doubt I savour the satisfying flush a successful shoppingtour can give you. But recently shopping turns more and more into a growing disappointment whenever I try to find something special. It definitely is not a case of lacking supplies, but it seems I am fed up with the hordes of similar offers.
Overdosed by bargains and off-the-pegs I come home empty handed most of the times. And am frustrated, if not slightly paniked, because I still haven't found a present for my best mates' birthday or the so called snip falls into peaces immediately.
The more experienced I become with the various possibilities to turn my money into goods, the more I become aware of the proportion between quantity and quality. And nowadays I much rather search and buy the one direct hit instead of make do with a variety of compromises.

But shopping can be brilliant! If you do it while having conversations dotted with smiles. If you do it while discovering things that you - sometimes witout knowing it beforehand - have dreamt of for a long time. To own a new favourite is, and always will be, an awesome feeling!
For example: In the winter 3 years ago I treated myself to a lovely pair of boots that delight me on every frosty day ever since. They not only look great, they are waterproof up to the knees. They are stylish, padded Inuit-Rubberboots, made of thick leather. They keep my feet warm and dry even in the worst weather and that makes them priceless. Great boots, great purchase! Favourite!

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Such and similar thoughts were on my mind at a time when I grew more and more unhappy with my "proper" job. I tried to suss out my personal Money/Work/Leisure/Life-Balance and how it could possibly work for me in a fulfilling way. While not always easy I came to some conclusions and matching implications in the end:

• Companies make me sick!
  I need a smaller, more manageble, more humane environment to prosper.

• I need to earn money!
  Consumption is a lifeline of functioning societies and loads of energy flows through a good concept.

• The ideal shop does not exist!
  It must be full of special things that would turn shopping into a small, nice experience.

I could almost feel the components of an idea lining up in the back of my head. And after a while they started to tingle. Good reasons connected into a bold plan. I had to make a decision:

I am going to open a shop!

Welcome!