Last weekend my parents dropped off a cardboard box. This box, I discovered, was a box full of desk materials I sent back from the UK to home, during my last few weeks of graduate school at Oxford. In it I discovered a lot of pencil leads, a well-wrapped ink pot, a pair of (now-broken) Wayfarer sunglasses, countless postcards of paintings I really liked, a handful of photos, a “Bananas in Pyjamas” mousepad, a box of 3 1/2″ floppy disks with many papers and notes inside, I’m sure, countless pens, a screwdriver, two blankets, two pairs of pants, and lastly: the pipe that Marina had sent to me from the High Street Tobacconist my first week in Oxford, because “every English Professor needs a pipe.”
That box had been sitting somewhere in my parents’ house for the past eleven years. Here’s a little collage of a handful of these items.
A handful of stuff from a box of desk things from graduate school