It's not only the artist part of me - to cherish and seek out things designed and created by others - I collect for comfort. I was a baby sister and spent a lot of my first few years alone during the week while my brother and sisters were at school. And I also spent a lot of days sick in bed - with allergies and other stuff (ie. measles). So spending all that time alone and in bed I made my own pretend world with little things I collected. I was always looking for things to add to my little world. (For more about my collecting and my silly analyses of collecting madness - see my feature on Etsy's Plushteam blog: Where of where are all my plushies going?)
And so I never stopped and naturally I passed this madness to my daughter. Sam is now 21 and lives in her own cool house and has her own collection. I know my collection at 21 was cool, but hers is way better. I know I've directly contributed to her collection through gifts and such but she's inherited the same eye and passion for collecting I have. Collecting madness passed on.
Here are some cool photos of her bench of vintage and weird dolls and plush:
(These photos are all natural - I didn't even adjust how they were organized or displayed. Forgive me Sam!)
Until next time!!
SHOPPING DAYS LEFT? DO WE CARE?!? LET'S FORGET!