You may have been wondering "Where has Jenny been?" and if you've been following the weather reports for the east coast you probably assumed that I've taken my place on the Arc along with all of the other species in pairs. I guess me and Aaron represent the CraftyCakeArtists species. Well, for us personally the rainfall was sort of a non issue. We're on a hill, have no basement, and Whole Foods is right around the corner if we need food. Our biggest fear in stormy weather is a power outage because when it rains we take that time to lock ourselves in and work nonstop which would be so impossible without lights. So that leads me to explain where I've been and the simple answer is : Catching Up. We were both under the weather last week and needed to pull a couple fourteen hour days to get back the lost time. On the side we're also working on some handpainted furniture for some local clients. Handpainted furniture used to be our main gig. We've done it since we were teens and amassed a big client base in our area, which lead to opening a store, which then lead to closing our store because we quickly figured out that being stuck in a retail shop seven days a week was not our cup of tea. So, every now and then we still take custom furniture jobs and they're a lot of fun when they are few. So now I'm back to blogging and I really hope to post on a much more regular basis.
I've been thinking a lot about collections, collecting, and collectors. (And I know that I'm preaching to the choir on this one.) I think about the ways that collecting bonds us all together. The way our collections represent gateways to our souls. Collections are almost always Honest. They can indicate who we really are. It's rare that one would covet and gather something just for the heck of it, or because 'somebody else is doing it so it must be good'. I don't think we follow the herd when we collect. I think it's our truest little spot of individuality and a good hearted and very necessary bit of selfishness. We want this stuff for ourselves because welike it...and we don't have to say any more than that. And if we take it to the obsession level it ain't so bad...unless we start breaking the bank, but that's a different story. For my whole life I've been a collector and have been magnetically drawn to other collectors. All of my friends, close and distant, have collections. A lot of us are into the same stuff and that's a thrill but it's even cooler when you meet someone whose got a totally different thing going on. Like my friend Tricia, she loves to travel, likes anything airline-esque, airline food, luggage labels, fake airline food and even just fake food in general. She's a vegetarian but loves her fake fried chicken! When I hang out with someone new, like a friend of a friend, I like to find out right away what they collect. It will always be a great indicator of who they really are. Sometimes you can size someone up like: " I bet he's got at least three pieces of Herman Miller furniture, an Eames chair, and a bookcase full of Frank Lloyd Wright style books." Or someone can totally throw you for a loop. Either way, I think you'll find that a person's collections act as little windows to their hearts.