The Treehouse + The Cave

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Saturday, January 15, 2005

Remaining Items

Heather and I went through our very last box. Five and a half months in, we are done moving. Here are the things we agreed I could keep (if I was willing to stash them away in my studio):

Weather Cube
A Realistic Weathercube.

Modified mousetraps that I had been using as organizational clips at our old place. I removed the latch mechanism, drilled some holes (so I could screw them into the wall) and then gave them a coat of polyurethane. They worked well (we used to store unpaid bills in them)—we just don't have a place for them now.

An old lock that my mom brought back from Utah as a gift for some reason I never quite understood.

Scale models (made in 1974) of an Iguanodon and a Diplodocus from the British Museum of Natural History. I've had them since I was a child.

A broken Colibri lighter that Heather bought in Baltimore's Inner Harbor when we were in school.

One of the horseshoes that Heather's mom sent us as a housewarming present when we took our last apartment.

The front-cover die from the hardcover edition of my book.

Butterfly Angel
A piece by Andrew Sutherland.

Blogger Mick thought:

I will never get moved in; especially if I think my weather cube or my horse shoe were at risk! The Sal Val has received many of my precioussssssss...

January 16, 2005 at 7:08 PM - Comment Permalink  
Blogger Paige thought:

your collection of fabulous things has inspired me to collect more interesting items... (not that i need encouragement to be more of a pack rat!)

the mousetrap clips are ultimatly cool though, i really want some...

January 16, 2005 at 9:59 PM - Comment Permalink  
Blogger Andy thought:

To clarify: Heather didn't threaten to throw away any of this shit, she's got a sizable pile of her own (owl figurines, seashells, picture frames, ceramic miniatures, turtle shells, snowglobes, etc.) to squirrel away.

I love collections of objects like this. For one serendipitous reason or another these objects coalesced, forming wonderful portraits of each of us.


January 17, 2005 at 12:39 AM - Comment Permalink  
Blogger pam coulter enright thought:

Ok...since I see Mick posting stuff, I feel obligated to respond too. Since when do I need a reason for giving a cool gift? It's just something that attracted me in an old junk store and felt great in my hand. And, I'll have you know, the bigger version I bought for myself came in quite handy the day we moved your brother to his apartment in Boston. And we had the coolest looking lock on a rented truck ever!

January 20, 2005 at 8:52 AM - Comment Permalink  
Blogger Andy thought:

I like the lock. Otherwise I wouldn't have opted to keep it. Nor would I have photographed it.

I like it, and appreciate it, I just never quite got it. I knew you did though, which is why it's still having the time of it's life hanging out with my other studio knick-knacks.


January 20, 2005 at 10:09 AM - Comment Permalink  

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