For years, I've pulled clippings from magazines of things I liked. From interiors and flower arrangements to shoes, clothes and purses, jewelry. When I started blogging, it was an immediate opportunity to create a soft-copy of all those little scraps of paper, that I loathe maintaining. So, some of my posts have represented that archive of clippings and some have been new things that I've come across as I trawl the stores and magazines.
I always thought of each clipping as something individual and distinct that I liked. After all, it's hard to draw a parallel between a table, a purse and Beckett. But, somehow, the format of the blog has created an overarching coherence. If I was a branding person, I might be tempted to say that's "my" brand. But that seems too self-conscious. For me, it's more about how these things express something about me, not just as individual items, but now as a collected group of objects assembled in this format.
And as I continue, I'm becoming more aware of this expression when I look at new things. Maybe this is what it's like when you identify your own style and learn to create something that syncs with you, yet is impossible to express and so remains somewhat ineffable. It's not just about coveting these things. It's about what that coveting says and where it collectively points to.