Tuesday, January 31, 2012
When I came home on Saturday, I had a package waiting for me on the front steps. It was from my fellow blogger Rita over at Nana's Memories. (Do you follow Nana's Memories yet? If not, you should. It's delightful.) Rita generously offered to send me stuff that her husband picks up out of the street, and of course I said yes. A girl can't make jewelry out of only the stuff she picks up out of the street herself, amirite?
Even a quick look showed that there were treasures within. Are you excited yet? I was.
Look at that! Maybe you see a pile of junk. I see possibilities.
I sorted through everything by shape and material. It's not like I know all the names or functions of these things and can sort them that way. I don't see them as pieces of hardware, really. I see them as shapes and textures and in terms of what I can make from them.
It's a pretty impressive haul. A lot of it is immediately useful, some piques my curiosity because I don't know what I can do with it but it looks like it has potential, and some goes into the "I can't do anything with it YET but you never know" can. I have a hunch some of the stuff in that can will come in handy once I learn more about power tools. And possibly, fire.
This, however, is going straight onto my work table. It's a beautifully textured washer that doesn't even need to be sealed. It almost looks and feels like a rock instead of a piece of metal. I have a pretty good idea what it's going to become and it's MINEALLMINEALLMINE.