An article I read some days ago turnd my thoughts to a sad side of the life. Well, life... The Sothbey's organizes shows of the lots in that will be sold on the next auction. The great part of the show are jewels of one famouse woman (I have not the name under the hand, unfortunately). These jewels were just sold one time soon after the death of the owner.
The most sad for me was the story of these pieces. Those were memories of a Great Love. Yes, their prices were very high, but the most important thing is not the price.
I thought about MY stones. Yes, we can't compare the quality and prices. I tell you about an other thing. I love my stones. I really love them. I would never give them to somebody other. They are "a piece of me". Maybe I humanize everything I feel mine, or maybe better: I believe all them to be "sentient beings". I would feel very bad if I would know that MY things would be sold to who knows whom. To the "cold" persons, those who can't maintain their memories, can't respect their memories.
Well, I don't know if I could explain the idea. If you read this blog, you probably can understand me. I even don't want to add pics here -it's not the case, I think.
What would you do with your stones if you know about the upcoming death?
07 October 2010
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