Sunday, June 29, 2025

my life in 100 objects - #7


(These objects are not in any kind of order of importance, just as they occur to me or someone reminds me of one, like this object which Ms Moon reminded me of when she posted about some wood salad bowls she recently purchased and reminisced about older ones she still has.) 


These two wood bowls, 7” diameter, 1 1/2” deep.



I bought these in my early 20s during my first marriage. We were at an art/craft show though I can’t tell you where as I don’t remember but a young couple had a booth or tent or table, the specifics of which are also lost to the fog of memory, of hand turned bowls and other wood objects, again I can’t tell you what all else, and these two small shallow wood bowls caught my eye and I bought them. They were a splurge, not because they were all that expensive but because money was dear back then and it wasn't something I needed but something I wanted. When I divorced the rat bastard I made sure to take those little bowls with me. I still have them five decades later and we use them several times a week for salads. 


It just now occurred to me that these were the first of what has become a small collection of art objects in bowl form, and I do consider these an art object even though I use them, a form I used extensively in my own creative endeavors in pate de verre, an object post for later. 



5 comments:

  1. Well my comment worked out well. Skynet here we come.

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  2. I thought of Mary's post as soon as I saw your bowls. They are lovely.

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  3. I agree with Codex - I thought they were bronze too!

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  4. I love wooden objects. I had a friend who did a good bit of wood turning with native Texas woods, and always enjoyed going to the woodturner's gathering in Fredericksburg. On the other hand, one of my cherished objects is a large chopping block made of woods from felled trees from friends' properties outside Kerrville. You've reminded me that I once intended to sand and tung oil it -- I ought to make that a rainy day project.

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