18 December 2005

Fascinating objects

Hoarding doesn't do anything for your life - it traps you. Like some aggregate that grows until you are enslaved by your possessions. Yet it is grouping together of fascinating objects that makes a museum, a gallery, an exciting shop and a home.
I suppose there are worse things to pass on to your children, but to not give the gift of the hoard both saddens and relieves me ....

Where does your childhood go when you no longer have a room to house it?

To say goodbye to the childhood room .... Most people have to do this sooner, or later ....

Where does your childhood go when you no longer have a room to house it? What do you do with the artifacts of this other place? It has grown with each year, each piece of christmas ribbon saved and the ongoing collecting of stamps and books. There is the physical problem of incorporating the old hoard with the new, but what else ... a loss of childhood self.

If I didn't have to go back and clean it out I could pretend it was always there. I do need to learn to let go.

02 December 2005

shallow like a bird bath

I know I'm shallow and selfish.... I read somewhere that artists are egocentric, so even though I might not be an artist anymore, I still exhibit some of the traits. Just like me to throw away the good bits and keep the bad....