I love bits of rusted, peeled, broken, miss-matched stuff. Not sure why, but I love a garage full of smelly gadgets, love baby food jars full of nuts and bolts, love coffee cans full of nails. My grandmother was an executive secretary for a hardware manufacturing firm, and we occasionally worked “Re-con” and visited hardware stores to see what was what.

Most of the junk that I have I find while on a walk, or in a parking lot. This last week I put together a few JunkMen to accompany the guy I made in honor of my husband, who normally has to carry all of these tattered, rusty, dirty bits of treasure in his pocket.

Here are my guys and a pin full of pile o junk… (click on the images for a larger view)

Enjoy whatever it is that gives you the most pleasure! Christen