brass & glass

Growing up, my mom had this glass case full of little cat figurines (just like the ones on the bottom right up there) that were my grandma’s when she was alive. I was endlessly fascinated by the case, and my mom would sometimes let me take all the cats out and rearrange them (I know, exciting.) I think I loved it because I felt like it was the only “fancy” special thing we owned like that because my mom was not a knickknack person whatsoever, she only had it for sentimental reasons. Recently I asked my mom if I could have it, and she informed me that the cats were all mine, but my brother and I had smashed the case at one point rough-housing years and years ago – a “this is why we can’t have nice things” moment, no doubt. Damn, stupid kids. Now I need to find a case for the little guys. I have a feeling this is one knickknack display a certain boy I know is going to make me keep in my studio…

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