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 abundant material. Beach shores present inspiring supplies. The council tips of small towns in the outback are really messy, smelly, wonderful place. Oh… so many hours of going through rubbish, finding rusty bits and gathering abandoned riches.