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I finally went through “the box” of objects stored away on a corner of my always messy studio tables. Three years ago I emptied the vintage letter press drawers we have mounted on the wall. Our daughter grew tall enough to reach them. I had a collection of hundreds of objects, some were odd emotional pieces of memories: favorite tea cup handle, piece of trunk of bonsai tree, hummingbird from music box, dried candied egg yoke…. I finally made a decision to throw away the ones above. Let go… Diogenes, timed out.¬† After studying Psychology, my mother used the “time-out” technique with her children when we lost control. I remember the chair next to the laundry room in front of her collection of tiny objects. Ceramic plates and bowls with cobalt blue prints. A yellow canary that I broke and felt deeply horrible about. I had broken it on purpose in a time-out session. I glued it back together and still own it in my Missouri keepsake cabinet made by my father. These objects¬† reminded me to sit down and think about what it all means, and then let go.

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