I’m not alone. The urge to collect must be one of the world’s most widespread pastimes. Collecting is fun. For me, some kind of escapism and even contemplative too. The identity part matter as well and it’s also way to connect and feel community of course.
“Some people think the urge to collect may be related to man’s origin as a hunter-gatherer. Others have looked for Freudian explanations: compensation for a loveless childhood, or an attempt to impose order on a chaotic world.” Article in the Economist, To have and to hold.
When I think abot it I realize that I “collect” many things. Rarely but sometimes I can line them collections up, look and get some kind of emotional kick of it. Luckily I have recurring bouts of cleaning mania though so, so far I’ve never come close a pathological collecting behavior, yet. That documentary series Hoarders..
The bedding textiles collection has recently been looked through. And a bunch of them sent to recycling. But as you can see I just can’t get rid of the childish ones, can’t pass them at fleas either. Even if the youngest one in this house hold is a teenager. Well that’s how it is.
(Middle pic, my own pattern. Something I did when I studied at HDK).
Coming up, more collections ;)