52 objects - a year later

When I started this project a year ago I asked you to imagine the following 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?

It's an interesting question. From my objects you could probably decipher that I'm a mother, someone who liked to cook, a wife, someone who appreciated the fine, handcrafted details of things, a traveller, a collector and an art lover. My objects could also tell you what I am not; a sports enthusiast, an artist, a musician, a scientist.

Fifty two objects is a lot of things. From doing this series, I learned that you actually don't need much in life. I think five objects would do - at the most ten. I've learned that the most important objects to me are the ones that remind me of times spent with others, journey's I've taken, lessons I've learned, or places I've been. All those activities are free. The object is just a catalyst for the memory.

This series (and blog) have also taught me about the great pleasure that can be derived from simply creating. Taking the time to write and take photographs and think has brought meaning and purpose back to my life.  For that, I am thankful.

52 objects - no.fifty-one

In the course of doing this series, I came across a couple of other bloggers who started their own 52 objects posts. Some seemed to have stopped after one or two objects while others have soldiered on. Here's a quick list of some of the bloggers who have started 52 objects posts. If you've started one, I'd love to hear about it.

Southern Girl Quilts
Every Eskimo
Awesome Ping Pong
Bye Bye Bitters

Here is object number fifty one.




52 objects - no.50

And then there were three (remaining). Can we really be at the end of the year already? The problem or perhaps the benefit of doing a year-long series is that you are acutely aware of the passing of time. Once a week for an entire year I deliberately stopped my busy, hectic life and reflected on my own reality through the lens of my objects. Being present for those few moments allowed me to be grateful for all the small, wonderful intangible things that often get overlooked in the middle of the traffic of my life. And so, I am grateful to this series and to all of you and your kind and thoughtful comments for allowing me to do that.

Here is object number fifty.