a pair of hippos cuddling cheek to cheek in a moonlit meadow
This entry, I merely serve as a humble servant to Mr. Jalopy and his amazing mind. This is a most magical article about the power of things. An excerpt:
I believe in objects. Worn, proletariat, celebrated, tiny, grand, sitting on dusty shelves in suburban garages, rusty, forgotten, reviled, behind glass in museums, praised, mechanical, pristine, decorative, functional, authentic, playful, historic, perfect, personal and profound. Sometimes, when I am being difficult, I ask people, “when was the last time you bought an heirloom?”
Other people are doing a very good job of expressing what I am feeling these days.