I used to be a Nikon guy. Before that I learned photography on my hand-me-down Pentax K-1000. I still have that tank of a camera. Awesome stuff. Then my Grandfather died and I was proud inheriter his camera rig and numerous accessories. Some pretty sweet lenses convinced me to upgrade to a Canon the last time it was time to buy a new DSLR. Which was several years ago now. This guy has taken quite a few memories over the past few years. Although, mostly he does work for me and my wife. He is the one that makes digital our various aesthetic musings.
I did this drawing in my sketchbook, hence the watercolor and somewhat random writing. (Not really random)
My wife and I started collecting piggy banks many years ago for the typical reasons, namely save money for some romantic trip to an exotic place like Italy. The caveat for our collection was that they had to be unique and WITHOUT removable plugs in the bottom. This is that they would be interesting shelf items to attract the eye, but not the hands in tight times. The plan has always been to cash out someday. Due to the closed off nature of the pigs, it would be dramatic. A “Flying Pig Party”, I always called it. I even have a Christopher Guest style documentary all worked out in my head.
However, that special day has not come . . . yet.
This happy porker is actually from one of those far off places – a Taiwanese night market. I bought it there during a business trip and stuffed him home in my carry-on. He is hand-carved and, unfortunately, does have a removable plug in the bottom. Because of this and his larger size, he mainly holds pennies and nickels. That might also be because the quarters were too easily removed when laundry day came. Who’s to say?
This drawing was done with an extremely unexotic tool – a ball point bic pen.
Since moving to Charlottesville, Virginia in early December 2013 we have been somewhat camping in our house without any of our things. We could be much worse off, but it isn’t so cool. Our “full service” moving company has proven to be less than stellar. In fact, they have caused me to dislike ALL moving companies. Any future moves will be handled by me and my abundant, hard working, and amply muscled friends.
Living without our collected stuff has got me thinking about Stuff, in general. What stuff is important? What stuff is clutter? What stuff is completely unnecessary to own, but still pretty awesome? Needed or unneeded, it is all just stuff.
Even without other stuff, a pen or pencil is vital for me to doodle. I love my sketchbook and without it, I am lost. I figured that a simple drawing of the most basic tools would be appropriate for the first entry in this blog!
I hope that you’ll stick around and see all my stuff! It might take a while to draw it all.