As a kid I spent hours rifling through my mothers dresser drawers. Like a magpie I examined (and coveted) the shiny bits in each drawer. Imagining myself to be the richest, most beautiful girl in the world I tried on each piece of jewelry thinking it had to be worth millions. It wasn't until many years later that I learned the diamonds were just paste and the gold was just tarnished silver plate. But I still dream about being that little magpie and, to this day, am attracted to small, shiny, bright, intriguing things.
Last week I decided to look for and collect the gems (not including the people gems) in my life. Here are some of the things I found (and put a number of them together in a collage):
- shells and stones from my daughter's trip to Costa Rica
- my old doll collection
- beach glass
- old black and white photos that I took and processed years ago while studying photography and communications at school
- my paintbrushes
- fridge magnet collection
- tiny old sewing machine
- tiny lead figures
- wooden spool of thread
- old tea cups
- textures
- paintings from my kids
- old leather-bound books
- a picture of my great great Aunt Hannah
- my coloured pencils
- a wooden giraffe
- baby pictures
- a painting my gf painted
I intend to collect many more...