Material histories
Heavy Little Objects
I collect heavy little things.
Tools, parts, toys, instruments, tchotchkes - the weight of some new thing in my hand, often small, metallic and well machined, compels me to add it to my life.
It's instinct by now. I can't say why these things are important, or why I haven't bothered cataloguing them until this day - they almost litter my office, my pockets, my car, my home. But this is as good a place to start as any.
Tools, parts, toys, instruments, tchotchkes - the weight of some new thing in my hand, often small, metallic and well machined, compels me to add it to my life.
It's instinct by now. I can't say why these things are important, or why I haven't bothered cataloguing them until this day - they almost litter my office, my pockets, my car, my home. But this is as good a place to start as any.
This is fab. (via)
(Travel update: Still in Dublin, and using this rainy Sunday to catch up on some overdue work. Finally saw Kill Bill Vol. 2 yesterday, and I am *so* in love with Uma Thurman as The Bride. Off to Stockholm tomorrow.)

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