My sock drawer was overflowing with socks. Some of them really old and colourful. Many of them worn down in the heel, a little hole in the toe. I kept thinking I would get around to mending them, but never did. Thanks to a friend of mine, my tired old […] Read More


What I’m finding is that I’m attached to the story behind the objects in my collections. For example, my brother made the beautiful leather knapsack in this photo. The blue one is my very first knapsack, bought in my first year of university. Then, when we all became aware that […] Read More