I love miniature things. I think most people do, even fancy people who have solo exhibitions at the Whitney, like Charles LeDray. I was fortunate enough to get to see that show last winter and I freaked the fuck out. I loved it so. If you are unfamiliar, here are some examples:
The whole thing is only about two feet high. The next images is a shot of his miniature dry-cleaners:
Enough about LeDray. Last year I shared a post with you guys about my personal collection of miniatures. Since then, the collection has expanded significantly. Catherine, my roomie and owner of the miniature dog Coco, commissioned her handy brother to make us a miniature set of shelves to hold my collection. Here is the collection all together:
An Abacus that Fell Off a Key Chain
Saw Letter Opener
Quite a few things from the current collection were actually purchased and given to my father (Mort) by my sister (Yassi) for Christmas last year. He decided that they'd be better off living with me on my self. This is one of those things.
Para Lavar Los Dientes Pequeños
Mort brought back for me and my sister teeny oral hygiene kits from his trip to Mexico this month. They included one small tube of toothpaste, a toothbrush, and a sketchy flossing devise. Each kit cost one peso.
A Tiny Violin
This is the instrument that is played when one complains about something that isn't a big deal in the grander scheme of things.
I think this is actually for nutmeg. Once I used it with fresh ginger.
This was also purchased for Mort. I wonder if you could find a sharpener small enough!
I bought some friend chicken I didn't actually want to eat just for this bottle.
These came from my favorite store in New York City (after B&H), Fabulous Fanny's
If you are interested in seeing more teeny-tiny (or great big) stuff, check out my superfriend, Hanae's tumblr: things of unusual size.