i know i’m supposed to say something very thoughtful and eloquent and maybe even a little bit moving about this complicated assemblage that took so long to put together. but the truth? the truth is, it was just fun. i got to spend an afternoon with a friend i’ve known since colllege, who, like me, is nurturing a young creative practice, and we just played for a while with the materials we had, while i was supposed to be preparing my house for a photo shoot. that’s my thoughtful and eloquent and slightly moving defense of my afternoon spent in diligent work avoidance, making something beautiful that i love with a good friend. damn. good enough for me.
a collection of bits and pieces from the collector’s desk
saint paul, minnesota