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As this is "things" and not "people" I love, I'm confining my response to inanimate objects. I'm not terribly materialistic, most of my stuff is pretty crappy, but one of the things I really love is my table lamp.
I was helping a friend out at a craft show about 5 years ago, and the guy opposite made beautiful stained glass objects. He had this one lamp which I thought was stunning, but it was expensive, £75. At the end of the show it was unsold, so I offered him £60. I call it my 'sobriety lamp'. When I was drinking, there's no way I'd waste £60 of good drinking money on a damn lamp, for God's sake, or, if I did, in some drunken grandiose gesture, it would've ended up smashed within days where I'd have knocked it flying. So to have kept something so beautiful for so many years, makes me realise I've come a long way, baby.
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I also love my pine cone collection. I try to pick up a cone or two whenever I visit a new place. I even managed to get one in Vegas, from the grounds of the Bellagio, just by asking one of the gardeners if I could have one. My cones are, I think, nicer than just about any souvenir I could buy.
This is kind of a difficult topic for me. Yeah, there are people I love, and I love my pets, but I don't really consider them things. Not being really object oriented I can't really think of any one item that I love, though I can think of some that I would consider my favorite things. The things I love are more conceptual, and hard for me to capture in a single image. I'm still learning the basics of photography and still am learning intent in composition to tell a story. I've had a few lucky captures that I feel are strongly emotional for me, but don't really fit into this subject. I haven't captured the feeling I get when I've made something in the wood shop that I'm proud of, or the feeling during or after a really great bike ride. The closest I can come to a photograph of something I love is this photo. It's not so much that I love nature or mountains or the Flatirons or Colorado (which I do), but more the feeling when I saw this and spent an hour out in the crisp morning air watching the clouds play over the flatirons. It was quite dramatic and dynamic, and afterwards I felt like I had just a little bit more awareness inside of me.
My Mom, who is my best friend next to my husband. This was taken on our trip
to Plymouth, Massachusetts, last October. Now she lives on the other coast
in Washington State.
photo by splunge
photo by TheophileEscargot
photo by Kronos_to_Earth
photo by ethylene
