I am a collector of things. All sorts of things, depending on my mood. Right now my obsessions are cigar boxes, fabrics, vintage postcards, buttons, 19th century botanical prints, art nouveau fonts. When I was 5 I went through my “pretty soaps” collection period. Then, at about 8 years old was my “candle” period. During my early teens I was obsessed with bird watching and therefore accumulated an enormous selection of ornithology books. My angsty teen years were characterised by the collection of random articles that had “significant meaning” and were connected to some event in my life. Shoeboxes overflowing with movie tickets, train tickets, sweet wrappers, scribbled notes torn from school books, dried flowers, feathers, love letters… The list goes on.
Having lived a semi-nomadic lifestyle for almost 5 years has done much to break the habit of accumulating things and lately my collections of “stuff” have been mostly photographic. Anyone who has seen even a little bit of my work will know that I now collect windows, doors, lens flare, peeling paint… and bicycles.
(Those of you who have been following my page on Facebook will have seen these here already…)
San Juan, Puerto Rico
Casa Branca, Portugal
SOHO, New York City
Paço d’Ilhas, Portugal