As a child I built a small museum in a dark, upstairs corner-room of a barn. I have always been fascinated with the beautiful things which outlive us; how treasure is so subjective, often discarded for new hermits to inhabit. This blog is to archive my scavenging, the objects I find and what they might be.
I have a preference for a sort of dishevelled grandeur, like the fall of the aristocracy. I like tarnished things and broken things, I like ornate design subtly warped over time. I like intricately crafted small things. I like things which have been repaired or altered. I like things which contain pieces – of insects or people or names which may well have been forgotten.
Here are some examples of my favourite things…
The titles on this site are taken from lines of thoughts or poems. Here are my thoughts on Hermit Crabs..