I have learned through many hobbies and focused affections that I derive great enjoyment from array, the ability to compare and contrast different makers/results, a fascination with natural materials and the wild variety therein, and the numerous decisions each builder/company makes along the way. Juxtapositions often help me understand and appreciate each object or approach in new ways.
I invariably arrive at a certain threshold-- an undefined number or amount of objects + time-- at which I recognize that the items I will actually reach for have revealed themselves, and I begin to cull down.
When formerly sought items become "stuff," and maintenance measures begin to feel like obligation instead of another form of engagement with a quality, non-disposable item, it's time for me to move on.
But, I am far more content having first had the comparative array than I would have been simply deciding on the basis of a small(er) number of objects. This has proven consistent throughout my deep dives in a variety of interests over the years— board games, hats, pocket knives, fountain pens, etc.
Ukulele: I have played the guitar for years, an early and vital love pursued with more enthusiasm than skill. Somewhere along the way, I helped one of my daughters land on a ukulele; my research and evaluations at that time awakened not even an iota of desire for a ukulele of my own.
Then last year? Ukulele Season.
I try to remember what first piqued my interest, and come up entirely blank.
I have thoroughly enjoyed bringing in a variety of ukuleles of different sizes and brands, and interacting with so many great purveyors, and playing (and playing, and playing, determined to increase skill to match enthusiasm this time 'round...).
Now, the drawdown has commenced, even as my playing has consistently ramped up, and prospect of joining with others in actual real life is becoming more hopeful all the time.
We all enjoy our hobbies and non-work-related avocations in different ways. This is mine.
I've been playing throughout, and there is so much music to be made.
~ S.
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