
I learn by doing and I fail a lot. I overanalyze. Everything is so much simpler when other people do it. We don’t get to see their messes and mistakes, unless they choose to share it with us. I feel honored when people share their messes with me. I like to think it makes us real. Real people, real friends, or real relatable at any rate. In this bottle is nature, memories, artistic expression and a bit of hireth.
- the bottle is a recycled Maple syrup bottle
- the cork is from the craft store in a pack that cost less than a US dollar
- the chain, boat, treasure chest and eye hook are also from the craft store
- the shells are the smallest ones from my late Grandfather’s shell collection
- the sand is from a beach close to where a loved one grew up
- the bottle sits on a piece of petrified wood from my late grandfather’s rock collection, which came from a place in central Washington state, between the home I’ve made and the home where I grew up

I like the second picture of the bottle best – it looks more haunting.
Have you anymore bottles, Melanie? I have quite a collection of bottles filled with objects!
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Yes, though I’ve had to trim down my collection. My office always looks messy even after I clean. The worst part about cleaning is that then I can’t find anything afterwards!
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Whereas I like the first, unedited photo best. It’s the light ripples (from the flash?) that do it for me – makes it look like it’s underwater, or very near water. Lovely!
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Yes, I thought that was pretty cool and it was unexpected. I like both pictures for different reasons so it’s fun to see which one people are drawn too.
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