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