Years of collecting. Friends supply
me often with much precious junk. Delightful scraps get collected
from the London street gutters. In Venice, looking through dusty boxes in back rooms of antique dealers is a most successful pleasure. Amsterdam and Paris flea markets offer an abundance of materials. Beach shores present inspiring supplies. The council tips of small towns in the outback are really messy, smelly, wonderful places. Oh… so many hours of going through rubbish, finding rusty bits and gathering abandoned riches.