Wednesday, 7 December 2011

december 7th



not naming any names


paper, tissue paper, board, vintage magazine illustration, vintage lingerie shoulder strap


Lately I've thought a lot about the act of carrying someone with you. In the past people wore medallions with photos, carried with them a lock of someone's hair or wore a piece of jewellery made out of hair, had personal items with engravings. All in all, memorabilia was something entirely different from what it is these days. I love all those little things that people keep just to be reminded of someone, how they symbolically take their loved one wherever they go. Of course there are cell phones that store all the photos you want them to, and more, but I personally can't do any of that. My phone does have a camera but I don't know how to use it or how to send photos from my phone to another or how to get the photos out of the camera and I simply can't be bothered to learn. And most of all, I don't want to. I don't want my phone to be my everything. I want to need other things too. I want to wear my watch and remember how I got it from my parents and how I still don't quite know what time it is when it's around 11 or 2 because the watch face is all weird and has too few little stripey things. When I want to take photos, I also want to feel the weight of my camera and hear the (digital) sound of the shutter and think how amazing it is to be able to take photos with this great thing called a camera. I don't want my phone to play music. Actually, I usually don't even want my phone to ring. I want to stop compressing life into this handy portable form that is now available. What I want instead, I can't really tell, but there is something very appealing in the memorabilia of the old days. Those items are so terribly real compared to pretty much anything.




(The shoulder strap came from a small collection of vintage lace I acquired in Berlin. I could not bear to part with any of Saima's old things. Because, you know, sentimental value...)

5 comments:

Harry Salmenniemi said...

Nämä on ihan mielettömän hienoja! Hyvä että tuli eilen puheeksi, tuijottelin näitä pitkään jo illalla. Tee näyttely! Tulisi vaikuttava.

Harry Salmenniemi said...

Nämä ovat mahtavia! Hyvä että tuli eilen puheeksi, tuijottelin näitä pitkään jo illalla. Hauskaa katsella ruudulta, tekee mieli ottaa kuvat heti käsiin. Tee näistä näyttely! Tulisi vaikuttava.

Anna-Kaisa said...

Joo Kaija! Näyttely olis upea! Etkös viime vuonnakin tehnyt näitä samalla formaatilla, siinähän olis jo katseltavaa ja ihailtavaa gallerian verran! :)

Kaija said...

Oon mä sitä näyttelyä joskus miettinyt, mutta toteuttamistapa on vielä arvoitus. Monet askit eivät kestä räpläilyä, mutta jos koskeminen on kielletty, niin sehän nyt on vaan tylsää. Teen tätä nyt kolmatta vuotta kai, mutta olen koko ajan myös myynyt ja antanut askeja pois, niin todellisuudessa itellä näitä askeja on jäljellä korkeintaan muutama kymmen eikä sata+. Sit jos joskus keksin miten saisin nää tyydyttävästi esille, teen hirveän keon. Viime vuonna Bossaliina-kahvilassa oli aina 3 päivää kerrallaan esillä pienessä hyllyssä, mutta joku isomman kokoluokan juttu ois mahtava.

Carrie said...

I couldn't agree with you more, it will be a sad day when all the shops have closed on the high street and everyone spends and keeps their entire life (music, photos, books, television, communications, games etc) all on one electrical device. What a bland world it will be. I really love your matchbox series, I want to reach through the screen and touch them.