Some things are easier to dismiss than to sit with.
Calling them objects is one way of doing that.
I don’t.
The items under my care aren’t here to frighten anyone.
They aren’t trophies, evidence, or curiosities.
They are items that became involved in moments people didn’t fully understand — or didn’t handle with enough care.
What matters to me isn’t what they are said to do.
It’s how they’re treated once the attention fades.
Fear is loud.
Responsibility is quiet.
This work lives in the quiet.
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Ruby
Surrendered
What concerned me wasn’t anything she was said to do, but the urgency with which someone needed her taken on.Here, she’s treated like a family member.
Nothing is asked of her.I spend time with her.
She seems to appreciate the company.
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Jackie
Found
She was found in an antiques emporium.What concerned me wasn’t anything attached to her, but how easily she had been overlooked.
Without intervention, she would have been discarded.
Here, she’s treated as part of the family.
She’s kept, not displayed.Without this work, some spirits would simply be lost to time.
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Helen & Carmilla
Rescued
They were rescued after a period of neglect and vandalism.What concerned me wasn’t the presence attached to them, but the way both the object and the spirits were being treated once fear took over.
They’re cared for as members of the family.
Nothing is tested.
Nothing is provoked.They’re a reminder that ghosts aren’t the problem.
What people are willing to do to them is.
Not everything under my care is shown here.
Some things don’t benefit from attention.
Others are still settling.
Care doesn’t always look like sharing.
Sometimes it means knowing when to stop.
The objects under my care live as part of a quiet sanctuary called Little Lost Souls.
It exists to house things that have been discarded, misunderstood, or mishandled — and to treat them with patience rather than fear.
It isn’t a spectacle.
It isn’t a collection.
It’s a responsibility.
If you want to understand that work more fully, you can visit it.
You don’t have to.