Sunday, May 3, 2009

Not for the squeamish ....


Ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod, this is so COOOOOOL!

So cool in fact that I have to postpone my post-market Made N Thornbury post that I had planned, because I've got to blog about this object first. I am metaphorically jumping up and down with excitement. It's a giant trunk - and yes, it says what you think it says:

"Human Blood - Handle with Care".

It's my newest acquisition and I love it even more than I thought I would when I spotted it through the heaving crowd of people at Camberwell Market this morning.

Ostensibly I'd gone to the market with My One True Love to buy buttons from the lovely button ladies there, as well as some new soaps for my next market stall. I did that (pictures of buttons to come later), and found two fantastic succulents and grabbed those as well.

Then, rounding the corner, I turned my head and it was like a beacon of light shone down from the heavens and onto this trunk, which was crammed into the back of a van deep at the rear of one of the stalls. It was as simple as that - I turned my head, and my eyes locked onto it.

This trunk is a combination of the things I love. I love tins of all kinds. I love tins with text. I love giant storage boxes. I love hinged lids. I love heavy buckles, and big handles.

But most of all, I love love love medical paraphernalia. LOVE IT TO DEATH! (Sorry, I'm excited - I didn't mean to yell. And please pardon the very bad and wholly unintentional pun.)

I don't know why, but I do. I think I can trace it back to the time my father gave me a pair of surgical clamps his dad used to own. They were smooth, and cool, and so deeply and darkly medical. Almost sinister. But clinical, at the same time. Such a lovely contradiction of health and harm, those clamps were.

I've still got them, of course. And I've added a collection of apothecary jars with ground glass stoppers. My button collection lives in the huge one marked with a Benzoic Acid label. And I've got pharmaceutical bottles of different colours, including sought-after collectables, and a green one with the lid fused shut that says Pheno-Barbitol.

Ah. There's something almost calming about them. I wouldn't call it a fetish per se, but it's certainly a sharp interest.

And this new acquisition is a fantastic addition. I'm going to store fabric in it (of course, what else would I use a blood box for?), and I think it's going to live in the sitting room where I can see it every day.

Eventually it'll go into the sewing room I'm planning in my head, once we've sadly farewelled the Amateur Actress and I've commandeered her room.

But until then, I'm leaving it out so it can be seen in all its hinged and wondrous glory. And I will feast my eyes upon it.

7 comments:

Cravings Frocks said...

I'm super impressed!

CurlyPops said...

No.1 You crack me up
No.2 Where do you get the energy to go to the Camby market at the crack of dawn after a full day yesterday?

I completely get the old box/great text thing. I keep my oxygen bottles in an old wooden box that says "Explosives - Handle With Care"!

Christy said...

Oh my goodness. This is certainly not the type of post I would expect to find her at All Toile - but I love it! I love it that you're so quirky! You have to photo the trunk when it's set up in your house - I'd love to see how it fits in with the rest of your decor.

And, Catticus and friends are adorable!!

a cat of impossible colour said...

That is so awesome!

Tinniegirl said...

That is very, very cool. What a fascinating collection.

Jenaveve said...

This is brilliant - I get this on so many levels!!

Margaret said...

I totally get the coveting of the blood box .. in fact I have several friends who would love it!

PS have added you to my blogroll!