One of my favorite collectors collected white stones, each the size of a pebble and each representing a beautiful moment. These stones had a mysterious value to him and to no one else. Some people collect good luck charms like a penny on the street. Eery time they find one they get titallated.

Is the social worker collecting a collection of saved lives? What about the need to collect friends? What about diaries? My diaries are a form of collecting and they have no use to anybody but me. 

The only saving grace of collecting is its transitional value…hopefully there is a transition from the world of the object to the world of ideas.

–Louise Bourgeios, Artforum, 1994, vol 32.

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