Object No. 5
While in India there was no shortage of locals suckering tourists into any manner of things. Food, clothing, restaurants, anything and everything, there was always someone willing to show me the best of the best in the area or whatever area I was heading toward.
One quiet afternoon near a lake we were greeted by a boy selling carved stone goods laid out on a blanket on the ground. We approached him like we approached any tout, with a fair degree of skepticism. I quickly noticed a stone off to the side of all his polished sellable product that was meant to show that he was the one that had made all of these intricate carvings but it was clearly just a hacked away at chunk of rock, not even closely resembling the same design of the things he was selling. I could only assume it was just a means to pull in the curiosity of those who may not notice that he was not in fact the artist.
While I often turned down such advances I decided on this day to buy the smallest little Ganesha he was selling which I then ended up carrying around with me for about year before keeping it in a drawer at home which is why it ended up getting so many scars. Still though, seeing it always reminds me of that warm afternoon by a lake in Udaipur so I like having it around.