I like old books. I really love them. As a tech journalist, I'm into modern technology and all, but good old books will always be something I will bring with me on my walk through life. I don't see myself as a fetishist as I still consider the story and the ideas inside even more precious : in fact, for me, the book itself has become more than a somewhat good receptacle for a work of art. It is, somehow, another work of art.
A beautiful book of a poor story would do the trick : what I feel holding it is a perfume and a texture, the text inside is something else. In a way, I'm more comfortable with studying a long novel or a poem on a computer, as I can search - ctrl + f, my love - for everything I want in a blink of an eye. But reading and possessing a book is something else, like a sensible experience.
That could be the meaning of this shot and why I focused on the center instead of giving the picture a feeling of continuity by focusing the foreground : I don't want to show that I own La Comédie Humaine, I want to show what a book is. I mean, it's not about literature, it's about an object called book. What could I show ? People won't have the smell, they won't have the text, but they might "see" the texture.
Dark leather and golden ornamentation, the soft touch and the shiny sight : I guess that is all a picture might be able to tell about these precious objects from the past.