Sometimes I realize that all it takes to fall into a sheer drop is to lose focus, lose sight of the things that remind you of the best person that you can ever be. And so I often find myself wishing that I can gather all these things in my pocket and carry them with me at all times.

Turns out that jars are better than pockets.

Because you can use them to store everything that is dear to you and also create a world on top. A world where you discover the things that are dear to you.

 

sewing chair = stacked scrabble tiles covered with fabric and ric-rac

coffee table = scrabble tile on top of loose dollhouse pieces

magazines = folded and glued strips of paper

jar and vase = beads

mug = silver tube spacer