Time for Gumballs

Gumball-sidewalk
This photograph makes me happy and sad at the same time. Happy because those first few moments after the turn of the machine's nickel crank (am I aging myself?) are the most exciting, anticipatory seconds. Is red going to be cherry or strawberry? Will the blue turn my mouth blue? And sad, well, because they are scattered on the sidewalk, just waiting to be swept up and tossed in the trash. So today, I felt the need to honor the shiney, sugary everlasting gobstopper of my youth: the gumball. (Photo found via pinterest)

Gumball-necklace

I totally get the urge to wear gumballs around my neck. Doesn't everyone? Via Formal Fringe.

Gumball-toy

Why aren't there more gumball machine toys? I love love love this wooden one that I found at A+R.

Apple-gumballs
Gumballs have the potential to be turned into many things. Least of which—apples. By The Sweet Adventures of Sugarbelle.

Gumball-chicks
…or chicks. Also by The Sweet Adventures of Sugarbelle.

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And lastly, I found the artist Stefan Sagmeister on The Jealous Curator and was fascinated by this exhibition that he erected called The Happy Show. In this installation, he asks the viewer to rate her/his happiness on a scale of 1 to 10 by taking a gumball from the corresponding cylinder. It looks like 7 was winning that day which makes me feel pretty hopeful. What number would you be? Today I'd say I'm a solid 9. Pretty good for girl woman who's turning 38 tomorrow.

January 29, 2013| Everyday Crafts, Food, Toys


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