Some Will Not Understand This
I am a collector/pack rat/ephemera maven/artist. About twenty-five years ago I began saving candy wrappers. It might have been because they were from other countries or that I thought they were pretty. The popular candy bars and boxes changed packaging and I saved them too. Some candy disappeared from shelves and I know I did not eat it all.
So here I am in a large home with cabinets full of candy wrappers. I have done my "estate" planning, but, oh, those wrappers! It had always been on my Projects List to make an assemblage of the wrappers, as artfully as I was able. When I begin to sort the wrappers I discover those that are no longer made. What is a chocoholic to do? Surely it is not the last one in existence-- or is it? What if I discarded something that was valuable? or collectible? What if my sons must deal with them?
Shall I do my assemblage? Photograph them and publish a hot chocolate table book? Keep procrastinating?
So here I am in a large home with cabinets full of candy wrappers. I have done my "estate" planning, but, oh, those wrappers! It had always been on my Projects List to make an assemblage of the wrappers, as artfully as I was able. When I begin to sort the wrappers I discover those that are no longer made. What is a chocoholic to do? Surely it is not the last one in existence-- or is it? What if I discarded something that was valuable? or collectible? What if my sons must deal with them?
Shall I do my assemblage? Photograph them and publish a hot chocolate table book? Keep procrastinating?
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by Lillylingers


