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Dec. 26th, 2018 08:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kesbeaconShiny things I have collected:
Marbles, a swirl of different colours, gifts in the main. Giant marbles like crystal balls, tiny baby marbles that clog up the marble run, matched sets and singles found in the rain-washed gutters, sorry attempts at handmade marbles of air-dry clay.
Buttons, all bright and shining and non-matching, indiscriminately, one from every plastic tube in the shop. Uneven, lopsided. Some of them inherited, a mother's mother's mother's collection, and others new, in little plastic bags.
Beads, also in little plastic bags. Cheap fake stones, easy-tarnished metal. Hours spent in weird dusty Cypriot bead shops, little Welsh back alleys, searching out the right bead for this project and that. Later, the jewellery I turned them into.
Pin badges, from charities and outings and tatty tourist shops, a trail of little rusty metal treading back across day trips and holidays and moments of boredom. Never worn, never displayed. Jewel-bright colours, a whole parade of accurate bird pins with no duplicates.
Coins, of different lands and different times, rusting and rotting, copper and silver and brass. My grandfather's leavings, father's findings, my own network, and some that I still wait for and still want. Coins that were money and coins that never were, commemorative, nostalgic.
Semi-precious stones, agate and malachite and pyrite and jade, in little bottles and pouches and boxes. Catalogued, researched, ruthlessly arranged, a natural history for little plastic people with little plastic eyes. Fake stones and real ones, vibrant and smooth.
Dice, all-sided, a jewel-toned array, singles and sets and strange materials. Ordered online with a pretext of use, a joy to share and to solitary roll, facilitating story and friendship and fun. Superstition and dice jails, the best laid plans gone awry, the best-designed sets split up.
Marbles, a swirl of different colours, gifts in the main. Giant marbles like crystal balls, tiny baby marbles that clog up the marble run, matched sets and singles found in the rain-washed gutters, sorry attempts at handmade marbles of air-dry clay.
Buttons, all bright and shining and non-matching, indiscriminately, one from every plastic tube in the shop. Uneven, lopsided. Some of them inherited, a mother's mother's mother's collection, and others new, in little plastic bags.
Beads, also in little plastic bags. Cheap fake stones, easy-tarnished metal. Hours spent in weird dusty Cypriot bead shops, little Welsh back alleys, searching out the right bead for this project and that. Later, the jewellery I turned them into.
Pin badges, from charities and outings and tatty tourist shops, a trail of little rusty metal treading back across day trips and holidays and moments of boredom. Never worn, never displayed. Jewel-bright colours, a whole parade of accurate bird pins with no duplicates.
Coins, of different lands and different times, rusting and rotting, copper and silver and brass. My grandfather's leavings, father's findings, my own network, and some that I still wait for and still want. Coins that were money and coins that never were, commemorative, nostalgic.
Semi-precious stones, agate and malachite and pyrite and jade, in little bottles and pouches and boxes. Catalogued, researched, ruthlessly arranged, a natural history for little plastic people with little plastic eyes. Fake stones and real ones, vibrant and smooth.
Dice, all-sided, a jewel-toned array, singles and sets and strange materials. Ordered online with a pretext of use, a joy to share and to solitary roll, facilitating story and friendship and fun. Superstition and dice jails, the best laid plans gone awry, the best-designed sets split up.
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Date: 2018-12-27 03:08 pm (UTC)(god I love iguanamouth's stuff so much. Tumblr's done a weird glitch where I'm following her on both blogs but I can't see anything she posts which annoys me MIGHTILY)
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Date: 2018-12-27 03:17 pm (UTC)http://iguanamouth.tumblr.com/post/106186415832/unusual-hoard-commission-for-molly-ren-that
Several of those quilts are ones I actually made - the centaur quilt, the friendship star quilt on the dragon's head, the purple and blue squares with the wave quilting, the pumpkin and leaves on top of it, and the scruffy teal one on the lower left. I have a framed print hanging in my room, and a package with a dragon scribbled on it. Iguanamouth is so good.
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