When we moved to a smaller place, after a long time in a house, I had to get rid of a ton of things we didn’t need. Literally. Two garage sales. Old tins? Bye bye. Disney videos? (Yes, videos.) Gone. Furniture? Craigslist. Clothing? Goodwill. Boxes and boxes of miscellaneous “stuff” donated. On and on.
It seemed like a never-ending, 4-month ordeal.
But some things I could never say goodbye to. Some things have memories. And have to stay with me until the end. (A little morbid sounding, but true.)
On the shelf
Why did these beautiful little perfume bottles stay with me? Why do they sit on my shelf?
My father, back in the day, brought my mother and me an assortment of miniature perfume bottles when he came home from a trip. He had a knack for picking the best ones. And they were French. Always. The ones on the left, Cabochard and Bleu de France, were mine. The ones on the right were my mother’s. I loved Bleu de France so much that on another trip, he brought me a big bottle. I still have it and use it sparingly. I just stopped mid-sentence to put a dab under my nose so I can smell it while writing!
He’s gone now. But when I look at my little perfume bottles, I think of my father giving us these tiny perfume bottles and smiling. He was a big man and he picked out these charming little perfumes just for us. No garage sale tag for these babies. No way.
Little works of art
Each little bottle is a work of art. Someone designed every detail of each bottle. Each is a special design for its brand, with a unique shape, distinct fonts and logos. (As a designer and artist, I totally get how this is not an easy task!) An expert perfumer formulated the scent. A little cap sits on top of each to seal in the special fragrance. They are not merely bottles, but works of art. Perfect little works of art.
And so they sit. On my shelf. Little old bottles. Art. History. Their own, and mine.
Little bits of art and design. Charming. Inspiring. Memorable. Even a tiny bottle has a design. An art to it. Reminding me that art is all around us. Even a small piece of glass can have beauty and meaning if you just look for it. If you think about it. If you appreciate it.
Look around. What do you see? What do you have that recalls a special time? A day. A moment. Or a special person in your life.
Enjoy your memories. And create new ones. It’s what life is made of.