One of the skills I've cultivated as an artist is the ability to romanticize almost anything. This includes ordinary household objects. The other day I scanned my room in search of a few mundane possessions that I was able to personify in the name of art. This is what I came up with.
1. Pencil
How powerful and delicate a tool. Having the potential to evoke so much, yet can be so easily broken into tiny shards.
2. Laptop
We have been in a committed relationship for the past six years. You are a bottomless wealth of knowledge, never failing to correct my horrid grammatical errors. You are one of the last things I see before I go to sleep at night, holding some of my most precious secrets.
3. Candle
Burn, burn, burn baby burn. But not too fast! Slowly, seductively perfuming my room with a sent so specific, it brings back memories of a time that has since past. How I loved those memories.
4. Guitar
Left unstrung, nestled in the corner of my room. My apologies for leaving you untouched.
5. Pillow
Thank you for being so welcoming when I need to rest. You provide a fragile support that gratitude cannot begin to express. I'm sorry for occasionally soaking you with my tears. Those nights aren't comfortable for either of us.
6. Mirror
I used to think of you as an enemy, loudly projecting all my of imperfections. But you've grown on me. I now see you as a remarkably truthful friend, who for my own personal benefit, doesn't sugar coat any of my flaws.
7. Jean Jacket
Oh, the memories encapsulated within you. You're the older sibling to my inner child, always provoking my spontaneity, reliably keeping me safe and warm.
8. Water bottle
Often times you are undervalued. I value you. You assist in quenching my thirst, and more so, somehow you make me feel confident in my abilities to take each day in stride. My personal cheerleader, rooting for me not only at halftime but throughout the entirety of the game.
9. Socks
I'm so sorry that you never match. I put you in the laundry together with your mate, but somehow you always become separated from your partner throughout the cycle. I'll keep an eye out for your twin, but at least now you can make new sock friends.
10. Landline Phone
I've tried to use you, but my building doesn't have a landline service activated. You remain on my shelf cumbersomely reversing a space for yourself just in case the day comes again where the Williamsburg hipsters decide to deem you as "vintage."