…recently laid to rest
You never know your luck
OK. This is what happens.
She says: I’m really going to rationalise my life.
[emptying the drawer onto the bed]
Love at first sight
wazzat?
i say
lyin
in bed
Mad Monday
All the crazies are out today
after a weekend without
medication,
or too much.
Ties
My father’s tie,
broad blue stripes,
100% man
made,
not natural
to touch
Making amends
A recent trip to Tasmania finally gave me the opportunity to find the grave of Meryl Travers-Smith, my mother’s cousin. She was perhaps the last direct link in my family’s connection with China, having lived there up until the start of WWII and then being interned by the Japanese at Weihsien Camp in Shantung Province.
Waiting
The black dog
waits by
the red gate
for the
yellow car
to return.
The Tickets
Each ticket is an entry to the past.
Admission is free.
The Unknown Boys
A found photograph. A lost group of boys.
The Elephants
I don't collect elephants.
They just seem to gather around me.
Family ties
Family stories, lost and found.
More remains...
The leftovers from elsewhere
Dead Real
The start of a long journey
Dead Things
Documenting death and decay in the neighbourhood
Dead Paper
Everything which would ordinarily go into the waste paper basket after use