|Project by Don||posted 05-05-2007 06:53 PM||1804 views||1 time favorited||14 comments|
In 2003, I gave this small box to my Granddaughter, Maddison. She lives half way around the world from me, so during my current visit, I was pleased to see this box that I had made about four years ago. I had wondered how it would stand up to the use a little girl would put it to; and wondered what that use would be.
When I first showed this box, I referred to it as a jewelry box. Now, ones definition of ‘jewelry’ is no doubt dependent on ones age. Maddie is eight years old. She has put her treasures in this box, so in that sense, they’re here jewels.
But, this experience has reinforced my feeling that it’s wrong for me to name a box with a function, ie. Jewelry Box. Rather, I now simply call my boxes “wooden boxes” – probably not too original, but practical none-the-less.
Finally, the other thing that I was pleased to see, when viewing this box after four years, is that the color has mellowed. The reddish tint has darkened and now is probably best described as reddish-brown. The Blackbutt veneer panel has remained pretty much as it was when made.
It was nice to see my old friend (the box) – it had aged gracefully. But it was even nicer to visit with my granddaughter who is morphing into a real beauty.
-- CanuckDon "I just love small wooden boxes!" http://www.dpb-photos.com/