COLLECTIONS - HANNAH. C
Are there any things you collect? Cameras, spoons, coins from each of the countries I’ve been to -> not like a coin collector though - just in an ashtray in my room, and I have a extensive collection of weird and wonderful things that are small and mean something to me - they’re all different, but each has its significance.
I also collect strange artworks and cat things- especially tiny cat statues. And I have a sticker collection. [Also when I was ten I started collecting harry potter things- when I was about 13 I stopped. However, I still have the small collection of HP things. also maybe it was more like- 17] oh and concert tickets and records, and lapel pins. I’ve also discovered I have a never ending collection of visual diaries and personal journals [I just cannot get rid of them] - I’ve always drawn, written and stuck in any special notes or photos, anything, I had one for each year, but now its more like 3/4 per year- I don’t think that’s a collection actually, that’s just hoarding..
Cameras- my dad is a camera guy and so from a young age I was surrounded by beautiful vintage cameras, projectors, equipment, photos, slides and tripods etc- it sort of just grew from there, a lot of these cameras are or were my dads, many have been given to me and I also bought a few myself. Hmm,.. drawn in by the exterior structures and the beauty and depth of the lens, and the magic of manual photography [and using a dark room]. I only use two of my cameras at the moment. But I still have all my old ones. My dad bought me my first camera when I was 10- a Nikon EF400SV, a very basic camera.
When I was 14 I started getting really into manual photography, I loved the magic of it -I used the vintage Olympus OM2 which my dad taught me how to use- I shot a lot in black and white and would take heaps of photos and then put them together like a puzzle. Never considered getting rid of the vintage cameras, but in an effort to de-clutter my life I have, at points, thrown out the odd modern junky camera- i.e.: my last 2 digi cams and I had a yellow plastic mini Polaroid camera which I threw out one time. I regret the decision. AFTER NOTE> I just found it [so I obviously didn’t get rid of it]
Spoons- this started when I was 18. I was on a flight and I looked at the round part of the spoon, in my delirious state I stole the spoon and from there, whenever I see a one with a really round face or some other interest- I get drawn in, I either take it, buy it or ask to have it. Have I considered getting rid of them? Yes, again in an effort to de-clutter my life, however I have a hoarder kind of attitude to things like that, and my efforts to de-clutter have generally [always] failed.
Stickers. That collection started when I was probably 6, when I got stickers in class or presents and things, I never stuck them on things or myself, I just took them home and put them in a journal- my piano teacher used to give me points and when practiced enough she would give me a sticker, and there were levels of stickers, stars, smiley faces etc, were the lowest level and the top level were international stickers, from Japan and all over the world, usually had something awesome on them or were holographic. No I don’t want to ever get rid of them because I still do collect them, but now when I receive something I love, I’ll stick a precious sticker on it. Sort of so I know it’s mine. My iPod has a manga sticker on it, My light switch has an owl sticker on it and a sticker of two bears dancing above it. I’m drawn to the bright colours and nice images. I also have an extensive collection of holographic cat stickers.
Strange art- that started after my dad gave me a huge and sort of kitsch image of a naked man and a naked woman in a tiled ocean with a god like swan flying above and used it as my bed head. I guess again, growing up I was always surrounded by the strangest images, my dad made sure, as a child I watched movies like Wasp Woman, The Blob and The 50ft Woman- so I guess with that grew an appreciation for strange visuals. We have a lot of art in my house, a huge contemporary sculpture and paintings and photos, I remember my brother receiving a painting of 12 monkeys jumping and dancing around when he was really little and I loved it. Also we always had little paintings of nursery rhymes in our rooms that mum had bought- I still have those. I don’t think I’ll get rid of them, ill always have strange and wonderful images on the walls.
This collection is a lot harder to describe. I suppose I could list them but it’s kind of boring and would take a long time- some highlights include- an acorn I found in Canada when I first got there. A spinning top my dad gave me after he got back from a trip when I was really little, a little statue of a turtle that I found at my family house from before it was renovated but we were living here, a rock that I picked up on a date to a lake- when I felt for the first time extremely happy with someone else, a Boab seed that I found in the Kimberley’s in Western Australia- my parents told me that it could provide safety and shelter and food and protection. My first cat, Tiger’s collar [he died in a tragic car accident], the music box and ballerina out of a jewellery box that was one of the only things not stolen out of my room when we were robbed in 1999, a dream catcher that my mum and I made when I was little to catch my nightmares after a few too many nights of insomnia, a salt crystal from Lake Eyre- we camped on the edge of the basin- and walked out to the centre of it, which was all hardened salt crystal, and the list goes on, this ‘collection’ has clearly gotten out of hand. The connection between all of the objects being they are small and hold a significant memory from a young age to now. As I grow older most of the memories do become less significant- I keep them because I know at the time, I kept the object because I never wanted to forget the moment.
Lapel pins started when I was 10 I think - I lived in a tent and car for 6 months, travelling around Australia with my family- we went to some of the most remote areas of Australia and camped on banks with crocs, swam under waterfalls and ate fish that we caught. So I bought a pin each time we hit a town or landmark, because we were back in civilisation if they were on offer. This started up again when I went travelling as a teenager and then again as an adult. They’re small so its ok. I might get rid of them one day, but not for a little while.
The rest are sort of self explanatory, this is extremely long, use only what you want, I didn’t realise I had so much to say about my collections. And then it was an essay.
COLLECTIONS - TOM. G
I do not think I am a collector. I do not seek out specific items/objects to collect. I think I am too lazy to collect things. Even if I thought it might be nice to accumulate some type of object, I think the idea would run out of steam pretty quickly. However whilst not strictly a collector I do have piles of stuff (written things form my past such as old school books, written thoughts, concert tickets, etc. even old lecture notes!) that I find very hard to part with. I haven’t actually collected these things but I haven’t discarded them either. I’m not exactly sure why I hold onto them. Possibly to avoid any possible
future regret I might have from throwing them away.
COLLECTIONS - SANGEETA. S
Are there any things you collect? When I was younger I use to collect lots of things. I can remember those volcanic rocks, Polly Pockets, Barbies (one of every nationality) my mother was very particular no more than two blonde Barbies. Slowly slowly I just accumulated so much stuff that my family were very vocal about me not holding on to every little thing. Who was I saving it for? My mum had saved me some of her dolls from when she was little and I really didn’t like them.
Now I just accumulate clothing, but I tend to buy all the same kind of clothing.
What are they? Mostly trench coats.
How did this collection begin? It started from a project I did in uni years ago.
What is it about these things in particular that draw you to them? I have all these beautiful WW2 and post war photographs of uniformed and working men. I do wear a few of them but mostly I like the way they look together on my rack.
Have you ever considered getting rid of them? I suppose one day they’ll probably have to go. If i ever moved away I would only take my favourites. I have thought it might save some space for clothes I actually wear but I don’t want to yet.
If you were to name the type of collector you are, consider what it might be… I think I would be an amateur trench-archivist. I don’t think my collection is obsessive enough to warrant the true collectors title.
Also lately I’ve been mixing up the order moving garments in between them on the rack. It has a lovely displaced order.
COLLECTIONS - SARAH. H
Are there any things you collect? I decided that to collect something voids that object of it’s function, for example a friend collects teapots which sit a top of high shelves and are never used. Having moved house a lot I don’t have many possessions that don’t have some kind of purpose. Then I remembered….every time I short cut through Myers I’m dazzled by the colours of eye shadows on display, rows of pinks and peaches and tiny little pots of coloured nail polish. Although I don’t display these items with pride I am comforted by their existence in my drawer. I generally never wear nail polish and eye shadow will only be used for a token event.
How did this collection begin? Unintentionally
What is it about these things in particular that draw you to them? Colour and tactile qualities.
Have you ever considered getting rid of them? Never. Despite my awareness it’s unlikely I will ever start using these items and highly likely I will buy yet another nail polish or a 5th shade of pink eye shadow.
COLLECTIONS - ANITA. C
What do you collect? I have many collections of things, but most of them have been acquired unconsciously. I have a collection of buttons that have fallen off of items of clothing and that I have never gotten around to sewing back on. I also have a collection of handspun, hand-dyed wool that my 96 year old Gran has been sending me in parcels over the last 5 years. She always includes a hand-written note describing how I might want to use the wool, and what she has used to dye it. I am reluctant to knit anything with it because it so special to me. In the back of my mind, I am collecting it with the hope that I will eventually have enough to make a large blanket.
A Philatelist is a collector of stamps, an arctophile is someone who collects teddy bears If you were to name the type of collector you are, consider what it might be… A fibrophile…?
COLOUR - ANITA. C
What is your favourite colour? I always felt like I lacked substance because I could get never respond to questions like this with a simple one word answer. My favourite anything is everything and nothing. I favour them altogether and I favour them all alone, I favour them in their absence and I favour none. As soon as I choose one of them as my favourite I immediately lose interest. I am fickle and relentless and unforgiving and then I immediately contradict myself.
COLLECTIONS - STEPHANIE. M
Is there anything you collect? Can I skip the collector question? Collector is a dirty word.. too much like consumer and often associated with bored housewives, obsessive types and nutty Brits on shows that take place on the road. And of course one kiddy porn hoarder who hosted a TV show by the same name. What was the outcome of that case?
COLOUR - CARMEL. O
What is your favourite colour? Red brown - more red than brown. However colour preferences are subject to application and I like so many colours that it would be easier to list colours I don’t like. Apricot for example and pink and public toilet green. In general I’m not mad keen on colours mixed with a lot of white and I usually like colours mixed with a little bit of black.
COLOUR - GABRIELLE. M
What is your favourite colour? Orange. When I was 19 I got my tea leaves read, and the last thing the woman said to me (and hence, the only thing I remember her saying to me) was that orange was my power colour. So true, I think it is a great colour and a great food. Bonus.