It’s hard to pinpoint exactly when my affair with antlers started; what do they and I have in common? I’m certainly not a hunter nor remotely even related to one in fact long forgotten memories of Bambi come to mind and I shudder internally and maybe even externally. However, I am obsessed, totally in love with these objects of desire.
Perhaps it was the paper Mache deer heads I noticed in Redcurrant in one of my weekly trips there a year or so back. I pondered and decided no but couldn’t get it out of my head so I returned but alack and alas… all gone!
By then I was desperate would they get any more? I asked… “No” I was told, “they were a one off.”
The next week I came upon a single small antler or shall we say I acquired it through a friend taking pity on my plight and thinking no doubt I was totally mad when I went into raptures over it. It had even been made ‘PC’… The points on the tips of the antlers had been filed smooth!
It found a home on my stairs.
Next I found a pair; only $37 plus postage on Trade Me. I had to have them, of course! My husband thought I was mad, in fact stark raving… “But we’re not hunters, I just don’t understand”. He said.
“I can’t describe it.” I responded “It’s the shape and the texture… so beautiful… so organic.”
They found a home in my living room.
The next ones came upon me in much the same way, I wasn’t as sure of these, they had a little of the skull intact was this ok or was it crossing the line?
Well now I have crossed it, well and truly with no return, or not in the near future anyway with the money now invested in these little pieces of wonderful.
And then; funny story… I was in Redcurrant and there they were, the paper Mache deer heads, I had to have one, after all that’s where it all started x
Now tell me you’re not just a little bit in love too!
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