BUTTON LUST!

Is there such a thing??
Oh I do believe there is.
And I am afflicted!

I don't know when it happened - maybe when I was a little girl and used to sit under the big tree in our backyard in Ohio - with my mom's huge button tin, stringing them together for hours and hours - making necklaces (that she would always excitedly wear) and bracelets and yes - the long, long record breaking strands of  glass buttons, metal buttons, leather buttons, and wood buttons (very few plastic back then.)  Oh how I loved them.

I've recently felt the yearning again to touch buttons as they have found their way into some of the things I have been making - not for purpose - but simply for their aesthetic quality and beauty.  They have the  coolest buttons now - in beautiful colors, textures and shapes.  I picked these up recently on a trip to buy some canvas for a project I'm working on.  I couldn't resist.  I am particuarly enamored with the large purple one and know exactly what I'm going to do with.

I salvaged my Mom's button tin a few years ago.  The day after her funeral, while going through some things,  I found it in a closet in my parents' home.  I immediately reached for it and put it in my suitcase to bring home. It was the only thing I took that day.  The only thing that at the time - mattered. I never add new buttons to that box.  I leave it containing only it's original, authentic contents.  Buttons "she" had placed in there. That  button box remains my most treasured possession. It sits here beside me in my studio - where I can see it - and remember.    My new buttons - well they have their own place in my studio - in a pretty glass fish bowl on the other side of the room on the shelves. Maybe one day Sabrina will have my button fish bowl - where she can see it - in her studio.