I am determined to keep getting rid of more stuff. Anyway I found this assemblage I made in 2013. As a child my family went to Christchurch in NZ to visit my mothers sister and her family. I was five at the time and my cousins made me a medicine box so that I could be a nurse while they kindly acted as my patients. At the end of my time I very sadly had to leave the box behind. So I recreated it because it is a warm memory of our time there. Even one of the found bottles (under a house we lived in in the very short time I lived in Grafton) has Christchurch written on it.
Some of the other objects came from a little shop front in Alderley Brisbane right near the train station. I went in and was told that the owner had just died. The shop was packed from wall to wall, floor to ceiling with objects as old as from my grandparents era onwards. Hoarding in its most beautiful form. A few months on there was a skip truck and it was all taken away. At least I got a few little bits to honour that mans lifetime habit even though I didn't know him it was clearly his thing! He may not have sold them to me had he been alive?? I do wonder what he would have been like to chat to.
Brisbane visual artist