For better or for worse, I am a collector. Not a hoarder. There is a vast difference, I think. I've always liked clocks and clock faces, especially old ones, so I'm drawn to those whenever I see them, usually at the flea market. These are the few I've picked up of late. I only like the ones with Arabic numerals. Roman numerals drive me crazy for some crazy reason. I'm not sure yet how I'll end up using them. That is the sad thing about collections. They sit and wait, in vain mostly. Someday, if I end up with a dozen of them, I might make a cool clock out of them. Stay tuned.
Showing posts with label Labyrinths. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Labyrinths. Show all posts
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Day Two 2011
"Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire." ~~ Jorge Luis Borges, Labyrinths
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