I have always been interested in the way objects tell stories, how artists & craftsmen build, repurpose, recycle & take seemingly disparate & even discarded things & turn them into something new, something that tells a tale of the artists choosing, waiting to escape the confines of function & tell the world something new or something it had forgotten. I collected things, arranged themin different ways, covered my walls or just bits of paper. It comes from many different sources, from hearing of times past when things were not discarded, but used over & over again, in quilts of old clothes, repurposed dresses handed down from sister to sister, from the frugality of the 30's to the 60's hippie movement, 80's punk re-inventions & 90's thrift store grunge, each generation building on remnants of the past, using these blocks to tell their own story...
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| I recently stumbled upon a great example of such an object, an old door that tells the tale of a wedding... |
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| Held in 1965, in Fiji |
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| Presided over by the bishop of Polynesia... |
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| And attended by quite a cast of characters... |
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| The bride's attendants were all male... |
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| Painted palm trees adorn the the door with tropical color... |
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| I came upon this door in a local architectural salvage store (Earthwise). I wonder how it got there? Who was the couple? Who painted the door? The door tells their story, but it leaves as many questions as it answers, what an amazing piece & an amazing story! |
I think just about any object tells a story, some more straightforward than others. What stories have you uncovered recently? SAM
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