I am a sucker for broken glass, books with missing pages, jigsaw puzzles, square pegs...anything that is odd, discarded, or doesn't quite fit in. As a kid, I wanted the misfit toys from the old Rudolph Christmas special that played on the television every year.

"You must be a fixer," someone once told me. I never thought about it. I suppose I am in many ways. I do fix things. I sew old dresses back together. I refinish old furniture. I rescue kittens. I collect junk of all sorts. I tried fixing people for a while. I figured out pretty quickly what a useless endeavor that was and went back to my junk collecting lickety-split.

I still am fascinated, though, by faces that aren't perfect...by people who don't camouflage their flaws. It's why I'll take Sandra Bernhard over Madonna any day of the week. It's why I salivate every time I see that scar on Joaquin Phoenix's lip. It's why Max Perlich's beady little eyes make me swoon. My view of the outside world is always made a bit more interesting by cracks in the windowpane. All the world, the best of it anyway, is a big rummage sale. I wonder what wonderful flea market finds we would all be?
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