As people began to filter off after the dinner party, I asked that they removed themselves from the ring and placed it into an individual envelope. This was then signed and sealed, with their final longing look at the ring that they had kept so close all evening.
Finally I was able to release the rings which had been hidden inside, their stories waiting to be told. I was not disappointed. No two rings were the same. Every dent and scratch represents a happening. It is evidence of an everyday action, such as sharing a meal. Over the evening, the collection of markings, however slight, forms the object’s history, the wearer’s narrative, and the evolution of a souvenir.
Top image care of Yasmin Masri.