Sunday, November 17, 2013

a wimbledon windowsill

Back home in LA, it's strange to think that I was looking at this windowsill this morning: from left to right, a Chinese vase that belonged to my grandmother, and came down theough her side of the family; a bowl of uncertain (to me) provenance; a box that I bought (with paper in it) at the Zimmerli Museum at Rutgers; a bust of Wellington that's long been in my mother's family; a lacquer box that I bought in India; and a vase given my parents for their 50th wedding anniversary.  Plenty of opportunities to write family history through the biography of Things, here ...

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