a bag by many other names...
ever since i can remember i’ve loved bags. of almost any kind. there is always an occasion for a bag. bag for every occasion. i do a lot of thrift store + flea market + yard sale shopping. when i found a great bag i just can’t resist bringing it home.
i’ve acquired quite a selection even after years of constant purging. bags like cars like houses have their own unique character + purpose. there are songs about bags – Erika Badu. a criminal offense – purse snatching.
a recent thrift store find. still in great (almost mint) condition. brand new this bag sales for $40-60. i got "the sak" for as they say, "a song + a dance" -about 1/10th of the retail price.
while spring cleaning this season i came across an old purse that inspired a recycling project
after a couple coats of spray paint + a clear coat of polyurethane for a bit of weather proofing. i placed a plastic planter liner inside + chose the plants to fill my newly recycled
it's one of the highlights of my container garden this season