Hoarders, Medusa Forks and a Table of Closed Doors

"Trades Day = My gift to you."

If ever there was a table that could tell no tales, it would be this one. A sea of rusty keys, leave behind doors never to be unlocked again. I sat at this table and wondered where all these keys had come from. Stand back and think for a moment....Each key here was made on purpose, with purpose. Now like us they ended up in a graveyard never to return home again.

These next photos are proof that a mans creativity are driven by 2 things. Time and Hunger. I love when people turn junk into something that you could actually hang on a wall. In this case the artist chose to bend forks in a way that reminded me of the snakes that burden medusa.

One has to guess as to why $29 dollars was a good choice. Not knocking it just wondering if the artist chose so, because of what I call the Wal-Mart Mark-Down Conspiracy. Take any item you have ever bought in life. Everything we buy is in the 10s. If you paid $22.00 or $29.75. To your significant other you only spent 20 bucks. We are all guilty of this and this artist knows your weakness.

Though looking at the personal time spent bending this Medusa Fork, I would have totally been happy spending "$20" bucks on this plate haha.

Here is my Mom demonstrating proof that we live in the bible belt. I actually sat here for a moment in awe. Not because of the crosses themselves, but at the thought of how many different ways one could express themselves to others the love of their religion. Also on a side note there are few things as beautiful as items delicately crafted from wood.

For a few moments I thought of buying something from this booth of someone else's faded memorabilia. Then I took a good look at the pile of junk and thought twice. This was one of those times that Ego looked Id in the face and told him to keep walking. Thank goodness for ego I would have bought something ridiculous here. Haha

This was just a a few demonstrations of what can be witnessed at the Hoarder Capitol of Texas. Trades Day in Mckinney, TX. Then again its the hoarders that come here to buy, as these wolves are fed stockpiles of sheep by the Hearders.