#tchotchkes

@shiftythrifting

Meet Hurdy, Gurdy, and Spork

Welcome to the peak of 1975 "organized chaos," where the aesthetic goal was apparently to look like you’ve just looted a Victorian apothecary and a tiki bar simultaneously. This isn't just a desk; it’s a sensory hazard. We have a ceramic hand reaching out for a literal wooden mouse, a mirror framed in enough bamboo to feed a panda for a week, and a red ostrich feather so aggressive it probably has its own zip code. The shadow box is the real star here, the original Pinterest board for people who liked to dust tiny porcelain things every Tuesday. And let’s talk about the "cat" box in the center; why do those felines look like they’ve seen the secrets of the universe and are deeply concerned about your life choices? It’s a masterful blend of "I’m very cultured" and "I bought most of this at a garage sale while wearing polyester bells." It’s cluttered, it’s kitschy, and honestly, if I don't get a glass oil lamp and some dried flowers for my Zoom background immediately, I’m going to have a breakdown.

Tchotchkes (for tourists?), shop window, Reykjavik- [Tsjótkarl (fyrir ferðamenn?), búðargluggi, Reykjavík], 2023.

Grief........

I don't consider myself particularly religious anymore, but I would absolutely display the cat nativity in my house.