Coveted objects.

As I work on cultivating my Buddhist self, I know how wrong it is to love objects. But as a designer and object maker, it is a serious challenge. I am trying to simplify my life. Part of that entails reducing the number of objects that I own. Items that serve a true function, capture a moment in time, assist me in creating new objects or save time are keepers. I want everything that I own to be things that I really love and use. For years and years I had an odd thing going. Some of the wonderful objects that I owned were put away in cabinets or boxes to be saved. Used at some later point in life. One random day, I realized that I could be smashed to bits while walking across the street. How pointless this little system became. Time to bust out the goodies. I want to have one long shelf mounted on a blank wall. Each asymmetrical grouping or sequence of objects can tell a story. G has a red shelf in his room that features a changing array of his beloved toys or serves as a display of his latest projects. Maybe he can be the teacher on this one. There's Buddha right back at me.