The unneeded that lives along the side of the road, at recycling centres, in the bush, on the beach, in junk yards, in our homes.
Junk jewellery, crappy shower rings, unloved jumpers, discarded palings, old toys.
Nature’s sticks, branches, driftwood, shed feathers, vines.
I see so much beauty in all that exists around me.
Do you share this feeling with me?
Do you see the discarded, the unloved, the unused that deserves to have a new home?
Do you see that it can be overhauled and upcycled into a prettier, worthier item, than the one that formerly took it’s first breath, after being manufactured?
I still buy the new at times, although I always feel a mild guilt.
I know there are some things in life that still need to be bought first hand.
It’s not the same buzz though.
In fact, there is no buzz.
It’s just a requirement.
The moments I know I am heading out to scrounge, definitely defines the fun moments in my life.
This is all what I get from finding an unloved item.
Thank you to all the junkers that provide the discarded items.
Thank you to all my fellow tinkerers that recreate them.