boys don't make passes at girls who collect glasses

Well I guess one boy does, but I hooked him long before this recent obsession really took shape. I'm from a family of four eyes, my collection contains 14 pairs: 3 from my younger days and 11 from different family members. A couple of precious pairs are over a century old.

A few weeks ago, my adorable but occasionally terrible terrier, Maybee, used my specs as a chew toy. The whole experience of getting new ones got me thinking. Not only do glasses literally shape your visual reality, they make a big statement about the kind of person you are, and when lenses and frames combine, your pair becomes as unique to you as a finger print. I've been playing around with these images and have plans for this collection, well.. plans to make plans anyway.

creature comforts *

Enjoying a day at the Natural History Museum. Hope you're enjoying your weekend too.

Charles Wilson Peale's, The Long Room, 1822. Peale's natural history museum was the first of it's kind in America.

shadow boxer *

As much as I would love to claim the attitudes of a clean and organized minimalist, I regretably cannot. I have the tendency to clutter and collect, and my love for teensy treasures knows no bounds. Some of my largest, fondest memories take residence in the smallest of objects.

The two images above are of shadow boxes in my house. I made the hinged window boxes a couple of years ago, and discovered the small wooden boxes (top) in my garage holding nails and other woodworking notions. There are lots of unique ways to display your little gems, so I say, break them out and give them a special place in your home.