Imagine this scenario....years from now someone comes across a box full of your possessions and tries to piece together a story of the person you were. Maybe this box contains photographs, books, personal documents, clothing, cutlery, ticket stubs or even a packet of gum. What would those objects say about you? Would they tell an accurate history of your life? What story would they tell? I guess one of the things I'm interested in is why we keep certain objects and not others. Is it because the object reminds us of a time and place in our lives, is it because of an obligation to history or ancestral preservation or is it because we simply find beauty in that object.
One of my new year resolutions is to stop and appreciate the things I already have. In our consumerist society, it's so easy to always want more, more, more but what about the stuff we already have. Over the next year, I'm going to document 52 different objects that have somehow made their way into my life.
I have no specified criteria for choosing these objects other than the fact that they are the ones I would probably save or reach for if I had to leave my house suddenly. They are the objects I have moved from place to place and found new homes for at each location. Some were given to me, others I bought and some were found along the way. Each has its own little story that I will tell.
As I work my way through these objects I would love to hear your stories as well.