idbowman
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I consider myself a pipe smoker, and not really a pipe "collector." That said, I do have about 20 briars and half a dozen cobs or so, so I suppose that could be called a "collection."
Anyway, my pipes don't really have any focus...I have a variety of shapes, a variety of textures, and a variety of makers (in fact, the most I have from any one brand or craftsman is a whopping 2). Usually, I'm content with this...but sometimes - sometimes - I look at my pipe racks and think, "you know, I really wish my collection had a bit of focus, instead of this jumble." Mind you, it's not a status thing for me - I don't feel the need to build up a huge collection of bulldogs just to show 'em off, and I don't fee like I need to be able to have a collection of <insert pipemaker here>, a collection dedicated to danish crafters or current American craftsman, or anything like that. I'm just a focused, organized, compartmentalized sort of person by nature, I find myself wondering if I'd be happier. Then I light up and say "the hell with it" and move on.
For those who have a random assortment of pipes: am I the only one who goes through brief, but recurring spells of identity crisis from time to time?
Anyway, my pipes don't really have any focus...I have a variety of shapes, a variety of textures, and a variety of makers (in fact, the most I have from any one brand or craftsman is a whopping 2). Usually, I'm content with this...but sometimes - sometimes - I look at my pipe racks and think, "you know, I really wish my collection had a bit of focus, instead of this jumble." Mind you, it's not a status thing for me - I don't feel the need to build up a huge collection of bulldogs just to show 'em off, and I don't fee like I need to be able to have a collection of <insert pipemaker here>, a collection dedicated to danish crafters or current American craftsman, or anything like that. I'm just a focused, organized, compartmentalized sort of person by nature, I find myself wondering if I'd be happier. Then I light up and say "the hell with it" and move on.
For those who have a random assortment of pipes: am I the only one who goes through brief, but recurring spells of identity crisis from time to time?