Whenever I am searching through a pile of tools at a junk yard or an antique store, I am hoping to find a piece that triggers a memory. Then, and only then, do I purchase the tool and proceed to convert the object itself into a time capsule that is specific to it's role in my narrative history. I hollow out the handles, scribe a note by hand, document, then seal it with custom made copper caps. The year that I stamp as the opening date for each piece corresponds to the age of the individual from the story, or the age they were at death. I plan on hiding, sneaking, and burying these capsules so that one day they may have a conversation with someone in the future.