Saturday, February 28, 2009
Remember George Carlin's shtick about "stuff"?
There was a great estate sale in town today, in a small "vet home" brimming with goodies. (Vet homes, as they're known, were little red brick houses built after WWII by the Canadian government for the returning servicemen and their families; a sort of leg-up after the war)
This one was bursting at the seams with an incredible assortment of goodies, and it was obvious the same people had lived in it since it was built. Even picked up a set of Lawn Darts, happily never banned in Canada.
But what really struck me was the range of interests of the former owners. There was a sewing machine, tons of patterns and doo-dads, knitting stuff, a darkroom, electronics workbench, old radios, tons of camera gear (yes, I went to town!), tools of all types, movie cameras, reel-to-reel tape recorders, gardening stuff...it was amazing. And it got me thinking about how the word "hobby" has really become a sort of quaint notion in recent years, which I think is a shame. People watch more TV now, and they certainly spend (waste? :) ) a lot of time online as well. But these folks, well, you could tell how well-rounded they were by what they did with their spare time.
I fully intend for my house to be just like that some day, a big, happy mess of stuff. Oh wait, it already is...
- A blog mostly about my photography, my etsy shop, travel, and other assorted addictions and predilections. I've been passionate about photography for just about as long as I can remember, right from that very first 1960s Kodak Brownie around my wrist at Upper Canada Village... A great deal of my adult life has been spent travelling the world for extended periods, always with cameras in tow. My photographic interests run the gamut from intimate portraits to landscapes to ephemera to street life. Although firmly entrenched in the digital age, I have a weakness for film and for old cameras.