Monday, November 15, 2010
today i am grateful for
ever since childhood i've set up tiny collections of goodness around my space. it started with a wee pink pig wearing overalls that i painted in a ceramics class. he was carefully placed among flintstones jelly jars filled with water and flowers picked from the yard.
in my early twenties when money was scarce, it was a collage of images cut from magazines and thriftstore books then taped to my closet door. this montage served as an inspiration board before i knew what that meant. i would lie in bed and stare and dream and plan and heal and smile.
when i first started making a real income, the scenes got a little out of control. i started accumulating way too many objects. like a crazed magpie, i hunted for and acquired anything shiny and new and trendy.
today the little scenes are pared down to the essence of their personal meaning: a bit of memory, a touch of wish and a whole lot of beauty. each one makes me very happy.