I found this post from one of my new fav bloggers, Design Fetish. This makes my obsession with old rusty license plates and the pile that has been accumulating in my closet seem not so pointless anymore. There is something about the colors, the age, the different fonts and graphics, and the fact that this piece of metal, worn like jewelry on a traveling hunk of steel, represents an evolution in the personal experience of movement across America. They were once part of giant memory makers and the nostalgia involved in them is hard to pass up. I like picking one, or two, up when I am in a new city or if the plate has a significant year or state that represents something special for me or my family; it is also a way to mark the creation of new memories. On my first trip to New York this last spring, while visiting my older brother I found one in a vintage shop that read, "NY Worlds Fair 64" underneath the plate numbers. It is a simple plate with yellow lettering and a black background but that memory of shopping in Brooklyn with my brother will forever be attached to it. I have always wanted to find a way to bring my plates back to life and these bowls are a great example of something useful and beautiful.
Read the full post from Design Fetish here, Licensed Plate Bowls
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