The Philadelphia Airport has become my airport of choice lately. And it’s not because of the cheap parking or close proximity to my house, it’s because of the rotating exhibitions throughout the airport. I’ve blogged about a cool art exhibition that used nothing more than brown tape to make portraits before and now I’m going to share something else: weird collections.
That fluffy fabric “cake” in the pic? It’s a collection of someone’s dryer lint over the years. Why do I think there are hundreds of those mounds in their house?
Matchbook colletion. Ok, that’s a bit more normal. I’ve always thought about starting one of these and putting them in a large tarnished bowl in the living room. Problem is, I end up using the matches all the time to light candles.
An owl collection. Okay, here’s where I start to rant a bit about theme-only collections. If you only collect owls, aren’t there tens of thousands of possibilities here? Maybe millions? Where does it end? I’m all for the thrill of the hunt, but I’m also for not having my house crowded with more stuff.
Although olive oil cans from around the world is interesting, since the canisters are always so intricately designed. Maybe I’ll stick with my accidental collection of wine corks I have all over the house. However did I collect so many?