Things I Collect 2009.8.9
I spotted a cloud shaped like the head of a “dragon.” The sunlight spread from the back, making light come through what would be the eye. Recently, I often look up into the sky, hoping to find strange forms of cloud or light. When I think of my childhood, I liked to collect strange-shaped rocks. I think it was memories of when I was around six years old, I would find myself looking down at the ground while walking. I was very happy when I found rocks shaped like an airplane and a car. The countless rocks I collected were kept in a bag, placed by the front door of the house.
I think it’s a strange collector habit (^^;
Photos, sounds, travelling, waves of individual memories are all collections to me.
I’m wondering if there’s any meaning behind the act...
Or maybe I shouldn’t even be thinking of what it means...