My hometown is a scrap scrounger's paradise; nestled on the ruins of an old lumber mill town, there are rusted metal implements and scraps of all sorts leftover from another century, resting gently beneath the pines. Until someone like my dad comes along, that is.
 a wee spider shed its skin on a rusty, old railroad spike hanging on the fence. All it needs is a bit of a clean-up and perhaps a natural wax sealant? Super easy to set up and transport, on the small side and quite unique as well! Yay!  omg omg omg omg omg omg! | Over the years, my father has amassed a treasure trove of weathered wood, antique bottles and every sort of portable metal bit that could be imagined. That kind of makes him sounds like a hoarder, but seeing as I am exactly the same in my own way, I'm going to call it preemptive collecting for future creative reuse. I've been trying to think of a clever and practical way to display magnets. I should've known that Dad would have the perfect solution! Literally, within minutes, he whipped this up from stuff he had hanging in the garden:  some sort of metal plate used on the train tracks with a spike propping it up. awesome! I also found some small, flat, well-weathered wood boxes perfect for displaying prints and cards, as well as some cigar boxes which are good for... well... something, because old cigar boxes are just cool. Below is a picture of my dad cheesing for the local newspaper (front page!) in a not-at-all-staged photograph. It's not easy being the local bug-guy celebrity, but someone has to do it. |
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