close engagement #1

2014-11-05 21.45.34 2014-11-05 22.22.28

At first sight this former beer-crate doesn’t express that much. But for me this crate contains memories that go back to my earliest childhood. My mother changed this beer crate some 40 years ago into a box of blocks on wheels. I remember the coloured wooden blocks she made out of building-material remained from the renovation of our home. My brother and I played a lot with the box of blocks by the way the colours were also remains of paint which my parents used for decorating our home. So our castles and fortresses had a sixties and seventies look which combined the peace modus of our parents with our going to battle attitude. Later on it served as a storage chest for our GI joes and when we stopped playing with these guys we used it for our comic books. At the time when my brother and I had left our parents house it went quiet for the pimped up beercrate.

Until last year when my mother passed away, we had to clear up the furniture and because of the fact we can’t make an exact copy of our parents house we had to pick out the things of any value. Obviously it appears that it were these trivial things loaded with memories which were valued the most. More than the golden coins my mother used to collect.

I took the red box back home and as soon as I entered our house the crate got in the midst of a second live experience. While my childeren are pushing eachother forward through the livingroom my wife and I were also looking for a suitable function for the continuation loading the crate with new memories. In the meanwhile it serves as a shoe collector. I ‘ll keep you informed