A couple of years ago I was writing about ‘vitrines’ where an artist tells a story using a small glass case filled with small, intimate objects. I thought I’d do one myself and I decided to post it again in my 'Museum of nothing in Particular' series.
I cleared out the 'rubbish' from the cupholder in my car and here are the random objects I found there.
Bottom left is a spatter of tin solder that I found on the ground after some work was done at my last ever workplace.
Just above that is a small quartz pebble I picked up on holiday on the North York Moors in 2010.
On the right of the pebble is a shell I picked up on a day out on the south coast near Newhaven in 2011.
At the top is a bit of a mystery. I picked it up on a pavement in Staines – it’s made of plastic resin. I think it’s a by-product of a manufacturing process, rather like artists or painters scrape the paint off their brushes when they clean them. Over the years they build up the residue into a solid coloured block. I’m guessing this came from making objects out of fibreglass resin, but I could be wrong.
There you have it, some snapshots of my life over the last couple of years before I got ill.
(a don’t stop till you drop production)
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