Monday 14 June 2010

What’s in your box?


 I love boxes, all shapes and sizes, boxes made of metal, wicker, wood, old boxes, dusty boxes. 
 Boxes are the stuff of imagination and curiosity. 

When they are closed, locked, fastened or nailed shut, almost anything might be inside.  In fact until the box is opened absolutely possibilities are limited only by that which our imagination can conjure.

It might be a picnic box, a toy box, a box of old treasures.  Left in an attic it might contain old railway tickets and legal papers, bric a brac and old clothes, photographs, ornaments or certificate; their meaning or sentimental value lost to the ravages of time and perhaps the passing of their owners.

To a more fanciful mind a box might contain the egg of an alien creature, a cloud of magic dust, a book of mystic powers waiting to be unleashed on the unwary.  It may not be a box at all but the opening of a passageway into the underworld, or an alternative time and place.

A box is a story waiting to be told, its contents secret and mysterious until the moment when a curious mind creaks it open, and reveals all.

What's in your box?

6 comments:

  1. Yes! I've also always loved boxes..and always fall in love with completely unrealistic plans to organise my life complately into boxes. I think they offer exciting potential for creating order out of chaos.

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  2. My father loves to make boxes, beautiful wooden boxes. He loves to give them to people - simply because they are boxes.
    I keep telling myself to organise my life into boxes...I never will!

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  3. Hi Keren thanks for dropping by.
    I am quite the same, I have problems walking past displays of boxes because I am sure they would be useful to have, because somewhere in that dark corner of my head I too think It will actually get my life organised and these new boxes will help..needless to say they never do, just adds to the chaos!

    Oh Cat, your father sounds like a man after my own heart, making wooden boxes to give to people, what a lovely thought!

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  4. But why are the boxes you do give in and buy never quite the right shape or size for whatever you'd intended them for? I find that my imaginary boxes are never such a disappointment.

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  5. Imaginary boxes are wonderful, aren't they!

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  6. I love boxes, too. We have had a old button box since I was a child. It's Indian, carved, inset with pieces of malachite and agate, has one wonky broken hinge, and is full of different buttons and odd small objects. I love it and would never get rid of any of them!

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