Small Objects Of Desire

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To escape a week of dim blackening drizzle, I’ve hied myself back to Barcelona, where the upcycling craze continues unabated. The quiet low-key barrio of St Antoni has suddenly transformed into a trendy new hotspot full of artists’ cafes and funky galleries, where I found this little gem made from a tray and – well, you can see.



5 comments on “Small Objects Of Desire”

  1. snowy says:

    My first thought that it was a stool with some sort of ‘fetish’ heel thing going on, quickly realised that was most unlikely for a number of reasons, [and probably says more about me than it does you! 😳 ]

    Peering closer I recognised why there was a chamfer at the base of the feet. Axes seem to be a…. theme, chez Admin. Does this relate to your childhood? Did something nasty lurk in the woodshed? Would you like to share with the rest of the group? Ahem… awkward…. moving swiftly on.

    I then mused how handy such an object would be should the ‘Zombie Apocalypse’ should ever come about, but then I spotted the weld. While the top could furnish a nifty shield, brandishing three co-joined sticks is just going to look very, very silly. {I suspect that those that dwell on such things at the expense of… HAVING A LIFE! would suggest that the handles are too short even when wielded as a pair.]

    This span off into consideration of the possibility of them being attached with strong magnets, this thought derailed slightly when considering the affect this would have on hard drives if anybody where to place a laptop on top of such a table. [It resurfaced as a plot to keep such a table handy for visits by double glazing and insurance salesmen.]

    It resolved when I realised that clips fashioned from spring steel would answer all these problems*, light, stable and stowable when not needed. [And so useful when people will soon start banging on the door asking if you’d like to vote for that political party with a name made up of initials! “No Officer, I didn’t wave an axe at the candidate”, “I was merely cleaning it when the doorbell rang and he just sort of fell onto it as I opened the door”, “Yes, head first is a bit unusual, I think he may have tripped over a neighbours cat”, “Can I describe the cat?”, “Yes, I think it’s black”.]

    [It’s a nice conversation piece, though it would have me watching any visitors faces like a hawk for the delicious moment they twig what it is made of.]

    [*not the axe fixation obv.there are limits.]

  2. Helen Martin says:

    Reminds me of the Spanky cover.

  3. Vivienne says:

    Brought it through Customs yet?

  4. admin says:

    No Vivienne, it lives in my home here – better not risk that!
    And Snowy, yes, I do appear to have an axe fixation, as the artwork of me with one through my head testifies…

  5. Jo W says:

    Have you gone to Barcelona to avoid the fifty shades of grey weather London is getting at the moment or have you gone there to avoid half term week? Confess!!😊😊😊

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