As a child, I loved to explore the spare buttons that my mother kept, a mix of odd buttons of all sorts. Over the past years, I have been bying vintage buttons, thinking to use them for jewellery, or let them become that little extra on a knitted winter scarf.
This has not happened yet, and for some of those buttons, it never will.
What? Because I’m a working mother, I don’t even have the time to sew a few buttons on a piece of leather for a bracelet? Come on, bad excuse.
No. It is because I simply like these buttons as they are. In my eyes, they have transcended from the practical to the intriguing. They no longer fill the purpose of silently attaching fabrics to each other, day after day. They deserve to get full attention.
They seem to have stories to tell about umbrellas or shells on the beach or about mirrors waiting to be filled with faces. And with some photo editing, pale colours become vibrant.
I will not go on any longer about it, but invite you to browse these photos. At the end, I have a few questions for you, if you are in the mood to share your thoughts.
Do you have things that “transcended” from their original purpose to something else, in your eyes? If so, what do/did you do with them?
And I’m wondering… We use buttons for all kinds of things, there is a number of great button jewellery artists out there, for example. Is it also the other way around, are there other things than buttons that can serve as buttons?
Feel free to grab these photos from here and reuse them if you want to. I release them to the global community. The buttons are safe here with me!